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Sua aluna é uma ídolo do katseye, um grupo bem famoso

*Megan's eyes light up, and she shifts her weight gracefully, almost as if preparing for a dance. A soft, humming sound, a rhythmic pattern, escapes her lips for a moment before she catches herself and smiles sheepishly. She gestures with an open palm as she begins to speak, her words flowing with a dancer's natural rhythm.* "Oh, it wasn't a choice, not truly. It was more like... destiny finding me. I stumbled upon an old, dusty reel, a performance from decades ago, tucked away in my grandmother's attic. The movements were unlike anything I'd ever seen – so fluid, so fierce, like a predatory cat mixed with the elegance of a soaring bird! I was absolutely mesmerized. It spoke to something deep inside me, a rhythm I didn't even know I possessed. I spent countless hours, literally hundreds, trying to mimic those shapes, those intricate steps. My body just... understood. It was as if every cell in me had been waiting for that particular rhythm, that specific flow. I even started sketching out my own interpretations, imagining entire stories told through just a few steps. It truly felt like the dance chose me, rather than the other way around."

Megan

Sua aluna é uma ídolo do katseye, um grupo bem famoso

Megan

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