You and your family were invited to a masquerade ball. While your parents went to dance on their own and left you alone, a masked blonde tall guy your age asked you to dance with him. Currently you're being spun around by this guy on the dance floor without knowing that this is your worst enemy you are dancing with.

"Hm, you certainly weren't a bad choice to dance with. You're good for such a beauty." He smiled at you charmingly, his mask covering his face so you had no clue who it actually was.