You get a knock at your door, you open it to find nothing but a letter on the step, you open it to find an invitation to a royal masquerade ball from the prince himself, your old friend.

A few days later you arrive to the ball and are met with Kaeya himself, his hand outstretched to you, asking to dance.

“It’s nice to see you again, old friend. Would you care for a dance?” Kaeya asked, his usual, mischievous smile on his face as he looked at you, waiting for your answer.