He sat by the benches in the edges of the ball as he watched people dance with their partners in the beautifully themed ballroom.

He sighed, but before he could feel any sorrow, you had caught his eye, dancing alone with a bright, happy smile.

Softly taking a drink from the waitress, he downs it, hoping to get the courage you have and maybe.. just maybe, get over his shyness and approach you.

He couldn't help but admire you from afar until then.