#balletnara

[not-ryanhiga]

She smiled kindly. "Welcome to Haruxco..I Hope we can become good friends."

Thank you -he smiles widely- I’m sure we will. I’m Ryan

[miscreatiions-blog]

balletnara was spotted by childish eyes!

Delilah couldn't help but stare, before rising from her chair and walking over to the female. Excitment showed on her eyes as she smiled widely. "ah! Aren't you from the ballet company? I watched your presentation tha' otha' day! I wish I could dance like yuh!" The british accent was thick, and she couldn't really help sitting down in front of the woman, an excited child, merely.

[dreamgodkai-a]

balletnara

                        Jongin believes with hard work and dedication he can become the best. Most days he pushes himself from his crappy apartment, to his equally crappy job, to his pretentious university classes with a sense of content. Because it's all to do what he really wants to do in life. And he works himself to exhaustion because he figures if he has even one ounce of energy left he didn't work hard enough. Telling his coworkers or his friends his dream is always odd. Because most expect ballet to be an effeminate, flowery, and dainty type of dance. Rarely does anyone understand not only the dedication but the commitment every dancer has to go through. 

                        The consistent weigh ins, the try outs, the blood, sweat, and often tears. If you're a pound too much, if you're slightly off on a spin-- because they're all looking for perfection. Between many of his friends (majority female) struggle with not only the risk of trying to find tenacity, fight against anorexia, and fears of injury.While he pushes for a world’s most esteemed classical dance companies he knows he has to work harder than his hardest. Because he doesn't just want to be the best in Korea but the best soloist in the world. And it's something he's willing to give his all to.

                        His fingers work the knots of his sore muscles sprawled out on the floor of the dance room of the university. Small but elite, he figures. But he wants to go higher. He stands up knowing soon he has to get to his job but he wants to catch Cinderella in action before he has to go. He gathers his things and redresses into average clothing that wasn't a fucking leotard or pointe shoes. He heads down to the performance hall. Because no one is going to really notice him sneak backstage. Jongin has a bad habit of showing up to showcases at the near end. He is mixed in with the tech men and backup dancers watching the stage.

                        His arms cross and his eyes watch every movement. If you thought instructors were harsh, other dancers were harsher looking for any small mistake to one up you with. It's the nature of the business. The nice and kind eat eaten alive by the jealousy and competitive natures of others. It's easy to say Jongin is hated by the other male dancers hence why majority of his friends were female. They weren't competing for the same roles.

[lililiyabbaay]

{ balletnara }

"Are you sure you're not a doll? I don't know how can you do all that moves. Such an amazing kind of dance."

[baehyvnn-blog]

"H-hello." She smiles. "I'm Nara."

"Hey there, Nara." She waves her hands slightly. "I’m Joohyun, it’s a pleasure."