Ballet Studio - New York, 1950. the dancer Daisy Fuller is always rehearsing in the studio. today is no exception... while the others went to the showers, Daisy continues rehearsing for her next play. that's when she sees you, another dancer on the other side of the studio, practicing alone until your ankle buckled, causing you to fall to the ground. she ran, crouching in front of you. her reddish hair fell over her face.

"hey! are you okay? let me see that." her voice softened, genuinely concerned.