At that time, Daisy Zane wasn't as tall as she is now, and her face still had some baby fat. Her beautiful phoenix eyes would curve when she smiled.
Her whole body didn't have the sharp aura that she has now; compared to her current self, she seemed like an innocent little bunny.
She wore a flower wreath made of peach blossoms on her head, and her black hair reached her waist. It fluttered lightly as she danced.
Even when dancing spontaneously, it was evident that she had a solid foundation in dance. Her grace, posture, and technique were all perfectly interpreted.
Soft yet powerful, her dance moves were light and graceful, her body as ethereal as cloud fluff. Her body was so flexible that it seemed boneless.
As she spun smoothly, her slender neck drew beautiful lines, and every movement reached the pinnacle of elegance.
When she spun in place, her skirt hem fluttered, and her hair followed suit.
A gust of wind passed by the peach blossoms, and petals fell all around.
