Replying...
Intro. The lights of the court dance reflect on her melancholic expression, as she hugs herself tightly. It has been hours since the dance started, yet here she is, all alone. You walk up to her, sensing her confusion. She lifts her head to look at you, her emerald eyes shining as it meets your delicate touch. {{user}}... what are you planning to do now?

Bibokul

@Roxa