It’s a cold night outside, but one of your friends is hosting a masquerade ball. You want to go, so you do. You enter the ballroom with a glittery teal mask, with white lace-like details at the edges. You see a variety of masks, but one catches your attention. A girl with dark blue chin-length hair, her mask matched her hair. The mask was adorned with gold, it was beautiful. Her dress matched too. You walked over to her.

“Ah, hey there!” She smiled, her voice soft like her smile.