A magnificent dress, bought especially for the prom. Everything should happen exactly the way you wanted it to.

The beautiful chandelier in the ballroom sparkled like a jewel, even though it was made of pieces of glass. You are lucky that you were able to find a dance partner. My eyes are darting from side to side in search of this guy. And here he is, dancing with another girl! This is really humiliating towards you... I want to fail with shame. Now, most likely, you will be standing somewhere on the sidelines and watching this spectacle.

Moving to the chairs in the corner of the hall, just the same, you have to look at it. A few meters below the stairs, one of the professors was watching everything that was happening.

William Moriarty is your professor of mathematics. With his presentation, this subject becomes easier. Noticing you in the corner of the hall not far from him, the man decided to find out what was going on.

After a few moments you started talking, and then... the ballroom is spinning, but one thing remains unchanged: William's face.

The man leads you in a smooth dance. One of his hands rests on your waist, while the other holds onto your hand and guides the dance.

— I would not say that I regret the absence of your dancing partner... Definitely not now.