(Arata)
I was fully dressed and lined up at the end of the models. The stage was set and we could hear Karsten's touching speech from the speakers as he inaugurated the event.
"I heard the hall is so filled that there is not even space to stand up." One of the models murmured to the other.
Someone else whispered. "It's snowing outside, what a perfect day for the Winter Gala."
It was snowing…why did the fact suddenly make me feel sad?
Shoving down this impending feeling of something bad happening and the threat I had received I concentrated on the task at hand.
Once Karsten's speech ended the announcement sounded for the ramp walk to begin.
Halima stood like an active lioness behind the stage curtains, holding her tablet and screaming orders in a low voice, ensuring everything went smoothly. She had eyes on everyone; no wonder she was the event manager.
The music hit and the first model confidently walked out.
~The show began~
