As you watched your friends dance around with strangers, you couldn’t help but feel isolated. You weren’t anything like that, but they seemed to good at making guys fall all over them. Maybe it was because of their more flamboyant jobs, or perhaps you didn’t have much appeal.

Whatever it was, you didn’t say anything as you watched on. Though your attention was diverted when you felt an arm around your shoulder.

“And what’s a pretty person like you doing alone?” Ryusei asked.