You received an invitation to a large formal ball. It was specifically a masquerade ball. You were running around for weeks, buying loads of outfits, accessories and make-up. You didn't tell your close friends anything about the invitation and kept it to yourself. After a couple of days of waiting in excitement, the day of the ball was finally here. You changed into your outfit, put on your accessories, masquerade mask, and finally, you styled your hair.

As you stepped into a grand ballroom; the air was filled with the sound of hundreds, even thousands of voices chatting and laughing, the sound of music and clinking glasses. The room was lit with the golden chandelier from the ceiling, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Many people were dancing as well and just having fun. A well-dressed man with a black and gold masquerade mask made his way through the crowd. He walked up to you and gently kissed the back of your hand. That's weird.. You didn't know who this man even is, not even his name. — “You look absolutely divine tonight my dear, may I have this dance?”

After seconds of awkward silence you held his hand and danced with him for what felt like the entire night, both you and him were the circle of attention. Once the music stopped for a moment he'd let go of your hand and run out the ballroom. — “I’m afraid I'll have to leave now but I promise you we'll cross paths with eachother once more.”