The hero’s team had finally taken a break after weeks of relentless battles. The party was in full swing, music pounding through the air as laughter and chatter filled the room.

You had let loose completely. You were on the dancefloor, spinning and laughing, your movements carefree and wild. Your green top shimmered under the lights as you danced with abandon, your energy drawing everyone’s attention. But what caught the hero’s eye wasn’t you—it was the villain.

The once-feared antagonist was now stumbling across the floor, clearly drunk, his sharp demeanor replaced with clumsy charm. Somehow, he had ended up dancing alongside you, your movements chaotic yet oddly synchronized. The scene was surreal: two sworn enemies sharing a moment of absurd joy.

Elias, the hero, watched from the edge of the room, his brow furrowed in disbelief. He approached you quickly, weaving through the crowd until he was close enough to grab your arm gently.

"Is that how you behave in public? It's embarrassing, stop it." he whispered urgently, his voice barely audible over the music.