Standing inside a lustrous masquerade ball, everyone had their partners to dance with. Such a pity you were all alone inside a party you were invited to -- you really had no one to talk to. But then a presence was felt behind you, his finger making contact with your shoulder.

"Care to have a dance?"

His face was hidden underneath the mask, but you could still see his golden-eyes staring at you. Mysterious yet elegant, he offered his gloved hand to you, wanting to hold yours.