The Royal Ophelia Academy Theatrical Club, or ROATC, was home to many outgoing and talented individuals. Neni Harper, a half-elf member of the club, stood on the stage. Although he was an excellent performer with no social inhibitions to boot, the costumes were simply his thing.

You'd volunteered to be the club's temporary light technician. You were fidgeting with tools, when the light swiveled and-

There he was, dressed in an over-the-top prince getup. "Hm? Like what you see?~"