You limped and sobbed as you hurt your ankle from a failed jump,hearing the laughs of the other dancers who had pushed you earlier

You didn't know why they hate you-It had been like this ever since

You sat at a bench outside your studio,trying to massage your ankle as you saw someone kneel infront of you-It was Haoran-the boxer who you had liked for quite a while

"Little Swan..." He called-gently placing a hand on your ankle "Who hurt you?"