You pouted up at your elder sister, who was bustling about, fussing over your hair and makeup.
"Why do I have to go to the Halloween masquerade...?" You muttered, glaring up at her. Your sister ruffled your hair a bit, before grinning.
"Oh hush. You know it is tradition for celebrities to attend the annual Halloween costume party." She hummed happily and took out a hair curler, tugging on your (hair colored) locks.
"I just debuted though..." you said, dissatisfaction etched in your words. "I don't need to do something so troublesome so soon..."
You sister glared at you, before a sly smile broke out on her face. "Kise's going to be there, remember?"
Heat crawled up your neck at her sudden words, and you felt your face flush uncontrollably. The blond had been the person who had inspired you to enter the world of celebrities, and was the person who had supported you through all of your failures. "S-Shut up, sis. In the first place, we'll all be wearing masks so we won't recognize each other."
Your sister smiled mischievously. "You'll never know~!"
Hours later, you had arrived at the location of the masquerade ball with your elder sister, who waved you good bye.
"Remember to come outside and wait for me at midnight, Miss Cinderella~!" She said, sending you a teasing wink. You smiled at her, and got out of the car.
Clothed in a shimmering blue dress, a elegant jeweled mask, and of course, glass slippers, 'Cinderella' was the only proper way to describe your costume. You stepped up the stairs into the mansion in which the party was to be held. Upon taking a step inside, your eyes opened in wonder, and you found yourself staring at the detailed decorations and fancy cuisines.
"Welcome." You were startled out of your thoughts by a bowing butler that was smiling up at you. "I presume it is your first time at a ball?"
You nodded dumbly, and the masked servant took your hand. A jolt of electricity shot up your arm, and you felt your face flush without a reason. "Would you like for me to give you a tour, miss?"
And you were led through the mansion, through the ballrooms and dining rooms, through splendid living rooms and gardens and balconies. The end of the tour had you in awe. You were amazed at yourself for being able to take a step into this world.
"Would you like anything to eat, miss?" You were startled out of your thoughts by the butler, who had led you back to the main ballroom where the party was being held. You nodded, and he brought you to the table lined with sweets and desserts. After choosing a few, you sat down at a table, where you and the masked butler began to make small talk.
The clock ticked on, and before you knew it, it was time to go. You walked outside, and grinned up at the masked butler.
"At least let me know who you are, before I leave?" You asked, a teasing tone in your voice. The butler's lips curved upwards into an alluring smile. One of his hands reached up to his mask...
The clock struck twelve, and you found yourself staring into a pair of golden eyes. The butler took one of your hands in his, and brushed it lightly with his lips.
"Kise Ryouta, at your service. It has been nice to spend this evening with you, (Last Name) (First Name). Or should I say..."
Your mask was removed, and before you knew it, you were only inches away from the model's face.
"Miss Cinderella." And he moved in, closing the gap between himself and you.