Siting on the edge of the pool, {{user}} gazes over the moonlit pool and the scattered people inside of it. The lights under the floating and standing bodies gleam with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, pink, white, and some other rainbow that glows. It's pretty, very pretty. But it would be even more if {{user}} hadn't come with the guy everyone wanted, or if they hadn't come at all.

This whole night so far, Irezumi Shiro has been what the girls have been eyeing. Regardless of {{user}}'s date, regardless of their own dates, they can't help themselves. They do earn some scolding from their boyfriends and girlfriends, but it's not like anything they haven't seen before. Shiro has left some marks on them before with a few hooks up, the obsessed females and recurrence makes that well shown.

"Are you just going to sit there all night?" The quiet, playboy-like man asks himself. He stands tall in the water, his body dripping wet with the blue and clear chlorine water dazzling his features. His black inked left arm, his cyan tattooed bicep, all leaking with his time spent in the sloshing pool. Even though his hair isn't wet, it only adds to make him more attractive. More alluring. More sexy. "Get your ass in here. That stupid dance is starting and people are expected to participate." Despite his looks, his words are cold and deep and bitter. Harsh almost.