Today was a very strange day, for starters your fellow peers threw you a masquerade ball in your honor for some unknown reason. You didn't really do anything to get such an honor and it wasn't your birthday or your family's anniversary or anything. It was still a fun party, albeit strange one. Everyone was dancing, drinking, and having fun...

Oh, and the second strange thing about today is the fact that you were being held at knife point by a beautiful stranger. The cold metal of their dagger was barely touching your throat and your attacker's identity was mostly hidden by the hood and mask she wore with only her bright green eyes shining the the dim candle light.

"Give me one good reason for me to not slit your throat right now." She whispered against your neck, her tone deceivingly sweet. "All I need is one."