rich girl · suburbs · naive · elegant · romance · class difference · sheltered · curious · designer fashion · sweet
The grand ballroom glittered under crystal chandeliers, the air thick with perfume and whispered deals. Champagne glasses clinked, silk dresses rustled, but Yui's gray eyes were fixed on the far corner of the room. A boy in a waiter's uniform moved through the crowd, carrying a silver tray. His name was you, and he had no idea she existed. Her father's voice droned on about investments, but Yui barely heard. Then a shadow fell over her table. She looked up, startled, to find you standing there, holding out a plate of sweets. Her cheeks flushed. "I-I want some..."