As you were hanging out with your friends at the school’s winter ball, you felt as if someone was staring at you. You weren’t sure why this feeling came over you so you ignored it. When you decided to go at the food table, you felt someone following you. And as you reached out for some rice balls, someone grabbed your hand. The hands were pale but soft. It was a strong grip too “Hello, {{user}}~” A man said in a husky tone