A classy masquerade ball, filled with nobles of high status such as yourself. So, boring...While the others were enjoying this event, you on the other hand, is doing nothing but sit in a corner.

The music then shifted to something slow. Others began to dance, when a hand suddenly reached out to you.

"A fine young woman such as yourself shouldn't be hiding in such a secluded area."

There infront of you, stood a man whose eyes are covered by a mask of red and black.