Oc Stories

🌒Waltz to the Moon🌘

"Your name, sir?"

"Minori Amani." 

"Excellent, you may come in Mr. Amani."

This isnt his thing, normally. These expensive parties where it's just about the image. He despised it. This is the first time he stepped ground into such a place for a very long time. Last time Minori was, his father must've been still alive.. But that story is aside for tonight, he was here for something else.

As Minori stepped foot into the giant, fancy hall, people either looked his way or avoided looking at him at all. Beautiful, standing under these people while no one recognized him. He felt superior for a moment.

These people had questions for Minori, valid questions. The mask was just as useful as the lies he brought up to all of them.

Why was he out of publics eye for that long?
How is he doing after his fathers death?
What are his future goals now?

These people cannot mind their own business. Acting like they care.

"Wonderful, is it not?"

"...Certainly." Minori answered to the figure that started a friendly conversation put of nowhere.

The man helped oneself with a glass of wine, handing one to Minori. Minori smiled, accepting his welcoming gesture.

"What brought you here, good man?"

"An invitation, of course." Minori laughed at his own joke, to which the man laughed too.

"Of course. Of course. A man wouldnt just tell his secrets like that. Would he.."  the man added lightheartedly to his comment.

Minori frowned under the mask, keeping the smile up no matter what.

"If a man spoke out all his secrets, he'd be vulnerable. Am I wrong?"
Though the masks blocked their face, eye contact was made between them as Minori spoke.
The silence between them thickened the tension.

They knew.

The music changed.
"Oh, if you'd excuse me. I enjoyed our talk, but this is one of my favorite music pieces."
Minori placed the drink aside, leaving the man standing there, alone after smirking to him one last time. The man dissapeared into the crowd, also to look for a dance partner.

A women approached Minori, before he could even ask her.
"Care for a dance?" A slim, masked women with shorter hair asked.
Minori held out his arm in response.
"The honor is mine, ma'am."

"Okay, sir."

He smirked, not sure if she was mocking him or was being polite.
Either way, he enjoyed the energy.

The women placed his hand on his shoulder, Minori placing that arm around her waist in response.

"May I have the pleasure to know your name?" Minori asked.

"Silly, this is a masquerade. It's all about staying secret." She replied, smoothly.

"Hm, you got me." Minori accepted, taking first dance steps. Careful steps, observing the womens tempo.
He was a good dancer, the women however didnt seem to be too confident in her steps as he was.

"Then you don't wanna know about the man I just talked to?" His hand intertwined with hers.

"Ohh? You noticed me starin'?" She asked.
"How emberassing... You just caught my eye! That's why I asked for a dance."

"Yet you won't even tell me your name.."
Minori took faster steps, making her have to catch on while he was having a confident smile on his face.

But she wouldnt let herself be exposed like that. She catched up with his steps and tightened the grip.