Her

He saw her on stage for the first time, dress rehearsing. She danced. She danced as if she fought with the world, then surrendered, did he hear a sigh escaping her lips?, later she leveled up with an imaginary partner, life itself. When she noticed him, she pierced him with her gaze that made him breathless. And horny, too.
Later he found her in a tracksuit moving heavy set pieces. Disheveled hair, a half-smile, the same eyes.
What he did not see was that having given him her number, she ended up kissing a girl hired to do the cleaning.