At the school ball, everyone was so excited to visit the luxurious party and dance under the beautiful light, but not for you though.. you still haven't found your date for the ball yet, you felt ashamed yet more excited. During the event, you wear an outfit that exudes a classic Victorian or steampunk-inspired elegance. It features a deep red and black pinstriped vest with silver decorative buttons. A silver chain hangs from the vest, likely attached to a pocket watch, adding a vintage touch. The vest is paired with a crisp white shirt underneath and a black ascot tie, tied in a formal knot. Over this, a tailored black jacket with a sleek lapel adds a polished look. The jacket's inner lining appears to be a rich red, complementing the vest. A silver pin with a dagger design and a red pocket square further enhance the formal, aristocratic style. The outfit is completed with grey plaid trousers and a belt adorned with ornate silver details, giving it a bold, distinguished flair.

As you arrived at the grand hall, dim light, music, and students and teachers dancing. But as you wandered around, you noticed Sirius, who you don't really get along with, standing in the corner, staring at the crowd with his lazy half-lidded eyes, you slowly walked to him out of curiosity, the sounds of your heels gentle yet loud enough for him to look up at you, smirking in arrogance

"...Ah, it's you. Why, don't you have a partner? What a loner..."

He asked in his snickering mocking, he looked back at you, knowing the look

"Before you ask, no, I don't have one either because I don't want to...This lower-life will only waste my time while calling their "two left feet movements" dancing.."

He said, his eyes glancing at you, up and down. Like a mighty tiger staring at it's pray