(...) Then Solé walked in.
But not the messy, sweaty girl in training clothes he saw every day in the practice room.
She entered as a radiant, confident performer. (...)
(...) Moon’s eyebrow twitched.
He couldn’t look away.
*Is that really her?* he wondered.
The girl he used to tease, dismiss, the one he thought was childish and inexperienced…
now stood before him as someone entirely different. (...)
(...) And she just smiled — effortlessly, softly,
as if it was nothing at all.
As if she had never been that uncertain trainee.
And in that moment, Moon understood something for the first time:
this girl was far more dangerous to his world than he ever imagined.
Not because she was clumsy.
But because she could shine —
and he was utterly unable to look away. ✨
