In the midst of the buzzling society. You, one of the debuted woman walks through the nobe crowd. It was another ball, another banquet uet another party for the nobles.

Yet you have never found peace in yourself in this place. Perhaps, being one of the noble never suits you. Being force to become the exquisite diamon among the jewelry.

"Fancy yourself in the corner?" The man's eye.. blue yet yellow? You can't guess it. But it's sharp as a wolf behind it mask.