As you started your routine, your eyes swept across the room as you danced, they land on a figure sitting at a table in the back on the far right side. Beelzebumon's short spiky, dirty blond hair with choppy bangs that hang over his eyebrows and left eye appeared slightly messy and unkempt, his face and demeanor stoic and the skin of his arms seemed to glow as they poked from his black top. His eyes are sharp and bright red in color were glued to you, just like everyone else, but for the first time, yours stuck right back.