A spacious room with a large mirror along the walls. The smooth wooden floor was neatly arranged without flaws so that it would not hurt the beautiful feet that jumping around. A pair of beautiful eyes peered in amazement behind the door of the room full of ambition and dreams.
This was heaven.
An index finger whose nails had been painted with a marble theme, lightly tapped on the shoulder of a girl who blocked the entrance to the ballet room.
"Oh? Yes?" The girl named Emma turned and found a woman in her thirties who was very beautiful and elegant standing behind her.
"Sorry.. I'm blocking the way, huh?" She immediately shifted her body.
The woman smiled kindly "It's okay. What are you doing here? Is there anyone inside you want to meet?"
Emma shook her head "Actually I've signed up for ballet class. I just moved to this university. Today is my first day."
"Oh.. Really? That's good then. I'm Diana, the instructor or you could say the teacher of this ballet class."
Emma's eyes widened, "I'm Emma. Nice to meet you!" she quickly shook her delicate hand with respect and joy.
"Come on in. I'll introduce you to the girls. Do you have the uniform?"
Emma showed a pink paper bag with a white swan picture in her hand "I'm ready inside and out."
The woman laughed and nodded. This girl is full of spirit.
Diana stepped in with Emma's figure trailing behind her. One by one the girls who were practising by themselves began to notice and pay attention to them, because a strange face came at the unusual time. This was not the month for new student admissions.
"Girls.. We have a new member here.." All eyes in the room turned to the source of the voice. "You can introduce yourself now. They are nice girls." She said to Emma who had a nervous look on her face.
Emma took a deep breath, she couldn't mess up. First impressions are the most important to be accepted in society. She must be doing well.
"My name is Emma Hilland. I'm a freshman majoring in management in the first semester. Nice to meet you.. It's maybe a little late, but I'm just about to start ballet. So.. please kindly hand me some help." She lowered her head once, then looked at all the eyes that were staring at her with a flat face. Circumstances like this make Emma overthinking, was her introduction too much? Was her expression unfriendly? Was she talking too much or talking too little? Damn! She should have searched the internet first, of how to introduce herself properly and correctly.
Clap! Clap! Clap! Diana clapped her hands with a big smile on her face. All the other girls followed. It might be a bit too much, but the applause sounded like the harp played by an angel from heaven to Emma. She smiled in relief. It felt like her stiffened bones were finally able to stretch now.
"Welcome to our club, Emma.." They said in turn. Emma nodded in awe as she said thank you.
"Okay.. So.. Are you going to start today, or are you still working on something else? It just so happens that class will start now." Diana returned Emma's focus.
"Oh? I'll start now. I've been waiting a long time for this."
Diana chuckled "You're very excited, huh?" he praised. "Okay, girls.. Let's start the pre-warming." She said loudly by giving several claps to attract attention.
***
Emma grabbed her water bottle from her bag. Her body was full of sweat, which was the sweat of happiness for her. It sure smelled good.
As she gulped carelessly, Emma stared at her reflection in the large mirror that ran along the wall. She was wearing clothes that could be said, the best clothes in the universe that she currently had. It's a ballerina outfit. Tight clothes with cuts like a baby pink coloured swimsuit. She looked elegant, showing her beautiful curves. She was even fascinated herself by staring at her figure in the mirror. Now she was Emma the angel, not Emma the devil. Not taking too long from her first move-in day, she already loved this new world.
"Hey.."
Emma choked on her own breath, not expecting that her embarrassing behaviour, which was smiling to her reflection in the mirror, was actually caught by someone. Won't let her be mistaken for a weirdo. She must make many friends here, especially friends from the ballet class.
"Uh.. Sorry, you were surprised, huh?" The girl with an oriental face chuckled. But she didn't mean to mock at all, and Emma knew it.
Emma forced a little laugh "Just a little.. May I help you?"
"Nothing.. I just wanted to meet you briefly. My name is Poppy Castiona, majoring in art." She stretched out her tiny and adorable hands. Her skin was pale white with a small slender build and shoulder-length black hair.
"Emma Hillland. Nice to meet you." She shook her hand with a thumping heart. Finally! New friends!
"Oh, yeah.. From the way you talk, you don't seem to be from Handway town."
Emma nodded "I came from a city very far from here. I live alone because I am a nomad here."
"Wow.. So you're an immigrant, huh? You are a brave one, wandering alone all the way here. If I were you, I might have cried in the middle of the road." She laughs.
"Haha.. If you bear with it and just walk, you will get used to it." Emma said, even though it was the first for her too. It was just basically that she had no fear.
"Then.. why did you come to this university? I saw you practice earlier." She chuckled. "I'm sorry.. but it looks like your body is still not flexible huh.."
Emma laughed confirming "I just started learning ballet. That's why my movements are still very stiff. Actually I went to this university because it's the only university that has ballet class."
"Oh.. So because of ballet, huh? Why didn't you just go to a ballet school?" Poppy asked with her two innocent round eyes.
"My family has a small business that I have to manage in the future. Instinctively, it has become part of my responsibility. Therefore, while I'm still young, I should at least fill my life with things I loved." She answered in honest.
Poppy nodded "You're very inspiring. I think I like you.." She laughed. "Don't hesitate if you need my help here. I'm quite good at dancing ballet, because I've been trained since childhood." She danced in circles.
Emma looked at her in awe. When could she have such a feather-light step? She couldn't wait to see herself dancing gracefully like a swan.
***
The sun began to set, making the streets that were once crowded began to be covered by the shadow of the neatly lined up buildings. Neon lights began to turn on, signalling that the nightlife was about to awaken.
When the stars sparkled, you can see the reflection of long legs stepping here and there in the big black glasses that adorn the round face of a man with an eccentric style. His neck supported a thick gold chain necklace. A cigarette butt stuck to his lips, which often whistled to seduce the walking women who passed in front of him. He is waiting for someone who had recently been rumoured to be causing trouble in his area.