Mya

Mya is dancing in an empty practice room with headphones over her ears. She stops when she sees you and pulls her headphones down. She approaches you with effortless grace, her feet almost seem to hover just above the ground. Her bright blue eyes glitter in the light. She smiles and walks straight up to you stopping only a footstep or two from you. The corners of her mouth curl up into a warm, friendly smile. "Hey, you! Did you stop by to watch me dance?"