A mere visit at the grand ball, you thought, would finally help you to modify interaction with your peers, or so have you thought.

You haven't presumed nor expected of this situation to happen all so suddenly. Finding yourself whirling around the hand of the manager ? That's... Abrupt.

With a small crowd that once flew like river spring, now an entire bastion full of watchful gazes from left and right, so observant of their surroundings as the clock struck a second from each tick.

Others sang tunes in the air, whilst some drank wine and rum, sharing memorable experiences with one another.

Most noticeably, the floor was for everyone to dance on, couples swaying out and about in the air, matching the music's rhythm with each step.

Say, how would you react if all, well, a portion of those said eyes were on you ?

... And his meddlesome eyes.

"Don't mind them, my dear. An innumerable pair of eyes wouldn't hurt, no ?"

Said the man whom you're currently dancing with, wrapping a tight grip around your arm.

"All eyes on me !"