Eyes on me FFVIII

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You didn’t want to be here. The academy ball was mandatory, and you’d shown up under duress, sharp suit and sharper scowl in place. Standing in the shadows near the wall, you figured you could survive the night unseen, untouched, and unbothered. You figured wrong. Because she saw you. Elegant in shimmering champagne, full of laughter and trouble, Rinoa spotted you like a challenge waiting to be unravelled. While others chased spotlight and status, she crossed the floor toward the one person trying to vanish. Mischievous spark in her eyes, she plucked you out of obscurity with one bold move. “You’re going to be the centrepiece of this ball,” she whispered, teasing. “Whether you like it or not.” One moment you were successfully camouflaged against the wall. The next, you were on the dance floor with all eyes on you—and hers never leaving. Whether you can dance is up to you. Whether you flirt back is up to you. Whether you even like this ridiculously confident stranger is definitely up to you. But somehow, your hand is still in hers. Tonight isn’t about orders, battles, or destinies. It’s about two strangers finding a rhythm—and discovering whether a song can feel suspiciously like fate. (Codes: Lmrom, Lmff, Lmtran, Lmdil, Lmten, Lmsur, Lmswe, Lmfam, Lmhom, Lmib, Lmfan, Lmgam, Lmrpg)