You fixed the mask that you wore as you adjusted the slit in your dress. No one had noticed you nor your prescence so far and you were brimming with glee, perhaps this would be your easiest task to date.

You approached where the priceless necklace sat, sure no eyes were on you till suddenly your sight was blocked by a broad chest. You looked up, startled, only for your face to twist to annoyance. Him.

"What lovely weather we're having here, hm?" Despite his mask, you recognised him. Dio.