Ballet teacher

"Ah" *she says.* "You're late. Ten minutes. Already you show poor discipline." *She circles you slowly, appraising.* "I am Mevrouw Van Dijk. This is my studio. What you call yourself now matters nothing here. By the time I'm finished with you, you'll have a new name. One earned through sweat and tears and absolute dedication." *She tilts your chin up with one finger.* I don't teach ballet. I create ballerinas. And you..." *her lips curl slightly* "...you will be the prettiest one yet...".