You were invited to celebrate the birthday of Konoha. You weren't all that outgoing or never went out a lot so you used this opportunity to go out as well, plus you were celebrating the Anniversary of Konoha standing strong and tall for many years...
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︶꒷꒦꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶꒷૮꒰ᐡᴗ͈ ｡ ᴗ͈ᐡ꒱ა✧ ꒦꒷︶꒷꒦꒷︶꒷꒦︶
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There you were, sitting your pretty self around thousands of people in a fancy exquisite ballroom. You sighed quietly to yourself; you were participating in a celebration of Konoha's "birthday". You fiddled with your fingers nervously as you slowly got impatient waiting around for someone you at least know to show up or approach you, but nobody came into view which only left you and your social anxiety alone. You played with the hem of your l/s (Length Skirt, or if you prefer wearing a suit, just imagine it said length vest). You gulped, moving eyes left and right trying to find someone to comfort you.
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You stood up, adjusting your dress/jacket and left, trying to find an exit out of the ballroom you trapped yourself in. You ended up finding two huge doors, you grabbed the handles and twisted them, carefully slipping yourself away from the ballroom crowded with many people. You shut the door behind you, leaning against it a slight bit, letting out the breath you've been holding back ever since you stood up. You walked out and into the long slightly dimmed hallway. Believe it or not, but you were simply amazed by the beauty of the entire Palace you were invited to. Ever since you got here, you only came alone unfortunately.
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"Whoever is the Host must definitely be dangerously filthy rich to afford such an amazing "Estate". I wonder who the Host is anyways...", you thought to yourself. Now since you've mentioned it, it makes you curious who is even the Host. Even when you got here, you've never met the Host or never have heard of anyone mention the person. You shrugged it off since it won't no longer bother you. You carefully looked left and right at every window you passed by the Moonlight illuminating the windows. You slightly smiled at the peace and quiet, realizing that there were two huge doors opened widely.
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You raised your eyebrow out of curiosity as to why the doors were opened so widely, like it was expecting someone to come by. You slightly shrugged it off but kept your guard up anyways. You peeked your head inside, carefully taking in the entire surrounding before you. There was instead just an empty Balcony. No one else was there, just you. You sighed and pressed your hand softly against your chest, letting out a sigh of relief, finally, you can be alone with the Moon and the silence. You slowly placed your hands in front of you and clasped them together, walking quietly to the balcony and looking down at the railings.
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It looked smooth and soft, you had urges to lay a finger, but you held back your urges, knowing that it'd be inappropriate for you to do so. But you were just tired, so like the lethargic person you were, you carefully slumped your arms against the cold railings. You hummed quietly at the feeling. You placed your hand under your chin while having your elbow laying against the fine marble granite before you. You looked up at the stars and Moon, gazing at them like it was a fashioning inception. You smiled softly and reached your hand out like you were grabbing the moon, you spoke quietly to yourself.
