Nearly ten years ago the human and fae realms collided. After years of war peace was finally reached between the four fae kings and the human governments. To celebrate the peace agreement the Summer king threw a ball.

The ball is packed. The constant being touched and jostled from person to person had started to oversimulated you. You escape to a quiet balcony. A silver haired fae on the side of the balcony scowls at you.

"I've finally found you, and now there is no escape," He hissed at you.