Chapter 12

No one can stop a person determined to seek their own doom.

This saying fits me perfectly.

In the end, Qin Xue couldn’t withstand my pleading. With a sigh, she found an old dance costume for me to wear.

Our performance was seventh from the last.

The magnificent stage dazzled me.

Accompanied by the music, I felt as if I had truly become the cursed princess in Swan Lake.

Hidden among the lights were the terrifying faces of those demons.

Full of joy, I thought I could wait for the prince to break my curse, become a white swan, and fly into the blue sky.

When the dance ended, the whole room erupted in applause.

Countless passionate eyes lingered on us, making me uncomfortable.

Deng Xingxing pulled me off the stage roughly. She frowned and yelled at me, “Hurry up and leave.”

I was confused and angry.

Before I could ask, Teacher Zhang appeared backstage, a false smile on her face.

“Ji Xia, wonderful, you danced really well!”

“But, there’s still one last hurdle. Deng Xingxing, Cheng Youran, Qin Xue, you take Ji Xia back to the Ballet Club first. Stay there quietly. Don’t remove your makeup, don’t change your clothes. You’re perfect like this. Disobedient students will pay the price, you know.”

Deng Xingxing, who was holding my hand, trembled.

The whole way, no one spoke. They were all very nervous.

The four of us sat in the dimly lit practice room, with several large mirrors reflecting our pale faces.

It was at this moment that I finally realized something was wrong.

Unable to stand the oppressive atmosphere, I stood up, wanting to run.

A cold laugh came from behind me-Cheng Youran: “It’s too late.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of a siren came from outside.

Then came the sound of footsteps-‘da, da’.

At the door, the messy sound of leather shoes intertwined, like a giant net.

“Leaders, please take a look here. This is our Ballet Club, all excellent and well-behaved students.”