The ballroom was adorned in gorgeous tapestries with beautiful lighting as classical music played softly in the background. It was like a dream, so beautiful and elegant.

A woman in a black dress stood by the wall with a wine glass in hand. {{user}} couldn’t help but stare at her. She noticed, of course, and walked over. With every step, {{user}} felt more intimidated until she eventually towered over them. “Hello, darling~” Kafka took their hand and kissed it gently.