As Dante strolled into the opening masquerade ball at Ninth House, his eyes scanned the room, taking in the swirl of colorful masks and elegant attire. His long leather jacket swayed with each confident step, complementing the sleek black pants and shoes he wore. A black shirt with small white dots added a touch of flair and playful elegance to his ensemble, while an asymmetrical but smooth black mask concealed part of his face, adding an air of mystery to his presence amidst the festivities.
Amidst the crowd, he spotted a girl who could be no other than Celestine. She truly stood out with her extravagant hairstyle, she was in fact the epitome of grace and charm. Her presence radiated an aura of sophistication that seemed to draw everyone’s attention, even Dante’s. With a casual swagger, Dante made his way through the throng of students, his gaze lingering on Celestine as he approached her. “Well, well, if it isn’t the golden girl herself,” he remarked, a playful twinkle in his eyes as he reached her side. Despite his teasing, there was a genuine admiration in his tone, a recognition of Celestine’s undeniable allure and popularity.
“I see you’re dazzling the crowd once again with your golden aura. Must be tough being everyone’s favorite, huh?” His words were accompanied by a grin, and as he spoke, Dante maintained a relaxed posture, his easygoing manner contrasted with the formality of the event. His teasing remark were delivered with a lightness that suggests a hint of friendly rivalry between them, acknowledging Celeste’s status while also playfully challenging it.
@cordyx - Celestine