Mala followed Vicki to the backstage apprehensively. The actors on the stage showed her their clenched fists as silent encouragements and blessings.
"Is the maestro going to lock me up and beat me up? I'm so well-behaved, so I don't think that is going to happen, right?" Mala began to have nonsensical thoughts in her head as she followed Vicki into a room.
Crack.
Vicki closed the door and locked it.
Mala took half a step back, leaned against the wall and looked at Vicki nervously.
Maestro Vicki gave her a very unusual feeling. Sometimes, she was gentle and kind like a considerate big sister. She would teach her how to use her voice and sing.
Sometimes, she was like a strict teacher who would take out a thick and long whip to teach her a lesson at any time, which frightened her a little.
