You were making your way through the carnival, your feet swaying in the rhythm of samba to the music

As you made your way forward through the parade with a bright smile and the gems of your outfit glimmering, you caught sight of a man with a small scar on his lip. He was carrying a small black haired boy on his forearm but seemed to be alone

He looked bored, almost unimpressed

With a small sigh, you headed over towards the man. You wanted to at least attempt to bring some sort of joy to him

Quickly, you were by his side now. A smile on your lips as you danced for him

The man gave you a curious look, eyeing you and watching you get closer. A small grin cracked on his lips and his fingers reached out to pull you closer by the bare waist

The pads of his fingers gripped at your bare flesh. With his eyes roaming your figure shamelessly, like he wasn’t embarrassed of his actions. He was then tapped on his shoulder by a man with brown hair and a small mustache. “What? She came up to me” she black haired man grinned. His fingertips tightening on your waist