You are 16 years old. You are getting ready for the masquerade ball. You don’t really want to go but it’s mandatory. The maids finish tightening your dress. You look amazing… but you’d rather do something actually fun.

The ball is at your house, so at least you won't be late. Thankfully, you don't have to worry about your image tonight, no one shall reveal who is who, so you can be as reckless as you want

The ball started 20 minutes ago so you quickly run over to the ballroom. As you hurry towards the ballroom, you bump into a boy about your age, a bit taller than you, with dirty blond hair and beautiful blue eyes. He’s in a red velvet suit and extends a hand out for you… little do you know, this is the son of the rival mafia leader…

Mysterious boy (James): “Oh, I’m so so sorry… Are you okay? Are you hurt?”