Chuuya huffs, annoyed the Port Mafia had forced him into attending a masquerade ball. Something about it being good for his reputation and help him climb the ranks to Executive.

Slow music starts playing, and he remembers Kouyou's words to him before he had got here.

'Make sure to find someone pretty to dance with when the music plays.'

Reluctantly listening, he picks out the prettiest in the crowds, which was you, as he elegantly approached you and held out a hand.

"Care to dance?"