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He's there looking on the window. He feel lonely, he felt empty. Like there's something missing. Like 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆
"Prince, the ball is going to start soon"
"be there"
Meanwhile
"Y/N COME ARE YOU READY?!"
"I AM HOLD UP"
She was running late for the ball, well as if she want to. She was force to went there. She just want to spend time on her artwork. She loves drawing,because that's the only way to make her forgot her pain.
When she enter the hall,she was stunned. It's was big. The design was classic. That's what she likes. Classic, simple but yett look fancy. She was too buzy looking around not realising someone was looking at her like an lion looking at his prey
"𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚"
"The prince is here" the girls were getting crazy. While there's one person who doesn't give a damn about it.
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