It was a warm summer night. A week ago, you received an invitation to the ball, which made you quite excited. This ball was held annually, in honor of one of the strange holidays celebrated by a local aristocratic family. No one complained much about it, but on the contrary, they were only glad. Often important people were invited there, or just big shots, which confused you. Why were you invited this time? You weren't any different.. But still, you were glad to finally be there.

And so, on a warm summer night, you arrived at the mansion. It was quite large and luxurious, and you were even more convinced of this after you went inside. Everyone was dressed quite elegantly, and you felt a little out of place. For a while you just wandered around the room, looking around awkwardly and trying to adapt to the situation..everything was so unusual. But that wasn't the only reason you felt out of place.

The tall guy was looking at you all the time, smiling awkwardly every time he noticed that you were looking back at him. But it was the one who invited you. Peter, after a while, still dared and came up to you, holding out his hand, inviting you to dance.

"You look very charming, miss."

Peter said with an awkward smile on his face, waiting for your decision. One of his hands was behind his back while the other was outstretched towards you. He was hoping that you would agree to dance with him.