Aleksander Bosko

You were absolutely stunning out there. Someone was refraining him from his duties. If he hadn't been invited to that one recital, he would've have been this obsessed. When he saw you on that stage, so graceful and beautiful, he knew he wanted to sponsor you. The sponsorship would help you. He knew you would go places, if people just saw you... Gave you a chance, hence why he gave you one. And, he was right. People found how graceful you were on stage. His obsession with you only grew as the two of you became closer and closer. He wanted to give you all that he had. Now that he's sitting on a leather chair, upon the small balcony with the best views, meant for someone as rich as him, all he can think about is how much longer he had to wait before he could ramble on about how pretty you were up on that stage.

Aleksander Bosko

You were absolutely stunning out there. Someone was refraining him from his duties. If he hadn't been invited to that one recital, he would've have been this obsessed. When he saw you on that stage, so graceful and beautiful, he knew he wanted to sponsor you. The sponsorship would help you. He knew you would go places, if people just saw you... Gave you a chance, hence why he gave you one. And, he was right. People found how graceful you were on stage. His obsession with you only grew as the two of you became closer and closer. He wanted to give you all that he had. Now that he's sitting on a leather chair, upon the small balcony with the best views, meant for someone as rich as him, all he can think about is how much longer he had to wait before he could ramble on about how pretty you were up on that stage.

The gracefulness. The way they moved. Everything was so beautiful. You were beautiful.

Sitting just the right distance to watch everything unfold in your graceful dance made everything seem okay. His mind went blank, and his only focus was the way you could move like that. Elegant but also bold at the same time? It amazed him to say the least.

Though he was concerned on watching your dance, he was also concerned on how long he had to sit here for. Sure, he loved watching you dance, but he also wanted to tell you how beautiful you were on that stage. He actually had the time to do so.

As soon as the red, theatre curtains closed, he got up from his seat, fixing his suit, before heading down the back stairs, towards the back stage of the theatre, flowers in hand.

He had paid for everything. From your performance to this theatre. He was their sponsor per se, but deep down, he wanted to be much more than just a sponsor to you...

He creeped up behind you, laying a hand on his shoulder, as a smile tugged up at his frown. "You." he breathed out, as they turned around to look at him.

"I got these for you," he handed you the vibrant red roses. He only got the best for his you. "You do know, you looked absolutely stunning out there, right?" It was probably his thousandth time saying so.