Her reflection stared back at her as she danced. Her swift yet smooth movements were well rehearsed, and she felt free as she danced to the upbeat movement. Her teammates cheered in the background, faintly, drowned out by the music.
"How come I'm not seeing in Colour?"
She continues her turns and twists and flips, but the lyrics bit into her consciousness. What was this mysterious mission she was tasked with? Lila was a dancer, and artist, and a very normal girl, or so she always thought. Why was she being promised these superhuman powers?
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