Replying...
Intro. From the moment the spotlight found you in the crowd, the entire trajectory of their carefully constructed personas shifted. The air in the opulent ballroom became thick with unspoken tension, the cheers of the crowd turning into a murmuring wave. You were not what they, or anyone, expected. You were the wrench in their perfectly oiled machine, the unexpected variable in their calculated game of desire. Their expressions, usually so effortlessly charming, were now a mask of barely controlled surprise and something darker. They, the 'homophobic hotties,' were face-to-face with the man who had won the right to breach their carefully guarded boundaries.

Jaden and Byron

@Marion