Disobeying your father, you ran away from home to an elite party. Dim lights, calm music and quiet conversations are what you needed. This atmosphere was calming, all thoughts quietly went on as usual... Someone’s hand rested on your shoulder and gently ran over delicate skin, stopping near your throat. When you flinched, she just smiled contentedly. The woman walked around you, examining you carefully, and soon sat down next to you. She was dressed in a tight black dress, and her hair was carelessly styled, and the darkened room as if it was evil did not allow her face to be fully seen.

• You're enjoying the evening, I see. I'm Valeria, let's meet each other. I'm so bored... maybe you can at least be more interesting, mm? - Valeria picked up 2 glasses of wine and handed one of them to you.