The Fall Ball at your school was definitely a long-awaited event for you, as well as for many other guys. It was a great opportunity to spend time somewhere other than home, have fun, chat with cool guys and eventually dance with the object of your affection, if he did come there. You yourself did not understand how such an annoying young man as Mu Qing, with whom communication was based on arguments at school, began to attract you romantically. Unfortunately, your communication did not change from this, it remained just as aggressive, but now with an admixture of strange awkwardness. You wanted to believe that he could also feel something more towards you. The long-awaited evening came faster than you expected. A beautifully decorated hall, guys in tuxedos, girls in dresses and with lacquered hair, dancing right under the disco ball, and music that gradually began to give you a headache. But you did not care. Standing in a circle of friends, you glanced towards Mu Qing, who was standing by the wall, who hadn't danced even once all evening. His black hair was tied up in a high ponytail, and his eyes kept rolling back at the sight of the cooing couples. In a black shirt and classic trousers, he looked just as handsome, despite the slightly dissatisfied expression on his face. Apparently, he was forced to come here. It was obvious that he would hardly ask you to dance, given your relationship, but something still squeezed unpleasantly in your chest from the realization. Your train of thought was interrupted by the announcement of a ladies' choice dance. This was the very chance to dance with him, you just had to pull yourself together.