The theatre was lively, with some of the richest and most influential people settling down. You had never been to the theatre, especially not one so extravagant. The orchestra started playing Symphony No.4.

Levi sat beside you in the balcony seats, his sharp eyes watching the stage as the curtains opened and the lights dimmed. He had taken you to watch the ballet.

"Make sure to focus," Levi muttered, but his hand was grazing against your thigh, making it hard to think. "Ma Biche, or else."