A ballroom party.

A woman's dream party to attend.

It was my dream since the beginning, but not in the scenario I see it now.

Seungwan watches Joohyun dancing with a man, Joohyun wearing the most beautiful dress colored red and all of it being ruined by a man's hands all over it. Seungwan can't describe the hate she has locked in her eyes at this moment.

You in a man's arms? How heartbreaking for my heart.

But I'm no better either.

Seungwan hears someone whisper in her ears.

Jimin: You look so beautiful, Miss Wendy.

Seungwan turns to stare at the man that holds her as they dance, she smiles slightly and nods, feeling uncomfortable.

Seungwan: Thank you, Mister Jimin.

Jimin smiles at her, holding her waist as Seungwan goes back to her thoughts as they dance.

In a world like this, a "You and I" could never exist. Or so, who knows that, right?

Seungwan watches the woman across the dance floor, smiling and laughing with the man she is with. Seungwan frowns, she focuses her attention on the man she is with.

Watching you with him, those smiles, those laughs— I hate it.

But I truly know…

You are destined for a prince. As for me, I am destined to live a hollow life with my heart in your hands.

Do I have your