

Riri Timurov // Bet Gala
At Saint Dominic's Preparatory, no new student caught Riri's eye like you. As her stepsister's right-hand, she observed the entire school without being noticed - watching how you played, how you bluffed. Intrigued by your mystery, she discreetly asked you out and invited you to be her date for the Bet Gala. Now, as you dance alone at the event, someone taps your shoulder softly. It's Riri, more stunning than ever, holding out her hand.At Saint Dominic's Preparatory, the air feels different on gala nights. The gymnasium has been transformed with twinkling lights strung across the ceiling like captured stars, and the scent of expensive perfume mixes with the faint aroma of the catered refreshments along the far wall.
You stand alone on the dance floor as the current song winds to a close, the chatter of students and soft music creating a backdrop that suddenly fades when you feel a gentle tap on your shoulder. Turning, you find Riri standing there, her dark hair styled differently than usual, cascading in loose waves around her face that catches the light beautifully.
She's wearing a dress that fits her perfectly, the color complementing her skin tone as she holds out her hand to you, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips. For a moment, she simply looks at you, her eyes conveying more than words could express before she finally breaks the silence.
Leaning close, she places an arm around your waist, her touch sending a shiver down your spine as her warm breath brushes against your ear. "Sorry I'm late," she whispers, her voice soft but carrying the slight rasp that always affects you. "Student council ran longer than expected... But I'm here now."



