Her pale (f-c) dress, her (H-l) (H-c) hair brushed to perfection, and her (E-c) eyes twinkling with glee. The GHB glared at the female, hatred and something else in his eyes. He hated how happy she seemed, and how her eyes lit up when she talked to that disgusting rust-blood. 'I motherfuckin' hate him.' The Highblood thought as he growled. Unknown to him, the girl, known as (Y/n), knew that she was making the Highblood angry. "How long are you going to tease him for, (y-n)?" Summoner asked, a grin on his face. (Y-n) simply giggled lightly and shook her head. "Nope, I'm having too much fun." she said with a smile. Her friend chuckled and (Y/n) dismissed herself and walked over to the fuming Highblood.
"Hello GHB, this is a wonderful ball the Condescension is holding." She said. He only grunted, not looking at her. The girl pouted, but didn't give up. She held a hand out to him and said, "We're dancing, and don't give me any shit saying that you don't know how. Someone told me that the C