You’ve been to a lot of interesting parties and events in your life but this one took the cake. You stood in a large ball room, a masquerade mask pressed to your face as you walked into the party. Everyone wore masks accompanied with their fancy clothing. Your college had hosted the party for all of the students attending the learning place. It was sort of a break from all of the work everyone had been working on for months. A lot of the people showed up to the event with their fashionable dresses and suits.

With a drink in your hand, you wandered the crowd of endless students, the loud music playing overhead as you explored the ballroom. The place was gorgeous, with decorations covering the place and lights that fit the atmosphere.

You were brought out of your thoughts when your body suddenly collided with someone. The person’s hand grabbed your arm before your could fall. Your eyes met with a bright green eyed man. The man stabled you as your eyes looked him over. He had short spiky brown hair that looked like he quickly made his hair not too long ago, freckles that dusted across his cheeks that poked out from underneath his face mask, and a suit to top it all off.

His eyes stared curiously at you whilst he grabbed your hand, his lips met with your gloved knuckles. A charming smirk twitched on the edges of his mouth as he looked up at you.

“Pardon me for the run in, the names Dean. And who might I be talking to?”