The elegant music of Tschaikovsky's Romeo and Juliet filtered
through the dance studio as Anzu glided across the floor en pointe.
It had only been a week since her transfer from Domino to Gold Crown
Town, and thus, Gold Crown Academy, as a dance student. She was
still adjusting, but already there had been talk. She was a rarity, apparently.
Skipping the beginner's class entirely to be placed immediately with the
Advanced students.
Midway through her routine, the door creaked open and
Anzu stilled, glancing over her shoulder at the interruption.
White hair. Blank expression. She jogged her memories for
the name. "Mytho. I'm sorry--- did you want to practise?"