Yuuto wandered into the ballroom, looking highly uncomfortable and muttering something about stupid stuffy costumes. He didn't want to be here; he hated parties like this, nevermind the fact that they forced him to talk to people.
Sighing, he headed towards what he hoped would be a relatively quiet, unnoticed spot in the ballroom.
Unfortunately for Yuuto, Lelouch happened to be standing in that relatively quiet, unnoticed spot in the ballroom observing the festivities. He noticed a young man approaching who looked very uncomfortable in his lovely Victorian suit. Lelouch could tell, just from the look on his face, that this is probably the last place he wanted to be.
Lelouch smiled charmingly, "Mm, what brings you to this corner of the ballroom?"
Despite the look on the his face, Lelouch was going to attempt to become acquainted with him just like he did everybody else. Lelouch extended his hand towards the young man who had now joined him. "I don't believe we have met before, forgive my manners! Lelouch vi Britannia, and you?"
Lelouch was getting rather irritated at the Yuuto's inability to converse (though he would never outwardly show said irritation). He surely wasn't a friendly one, and Lelouch wasn't overly experienced in dealing with those that weren't at least somewhat receptive to conversation. Most of the Black Knights, his fellow student council members at Ashford, and even those in the Britannian court had the decency to act pleasant. He smiled.
Oh, well, that was an easy question to answer. What was he supposed to say? That he was a time-traveling kid who regularly hung out with his future self's fiancée's brother when they weren't fighting time-traveling monsters on a regular basis? Like he was about to mention any of that.
Yuuto sighed in frustration. He didn't talk to people, least of all about himself. "What about me..." he muttered, mostly to himself.
"Mm, I don't know. Maybe where you are from would be a good start," Lelouch sneered.
He was going to keep his charming face as long as he possibly could, for he did not want to make a bad first impression. However, he was not going to tolerate such an attitude towards him for very much longer.
Sighing, he headed towards what he hoped would be a relatively quiet, unnoticed spot in the ballroom.
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Lelouch smiled charmingly, "Mm, what brings you to this corner of the ballroom?"
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He glanced away. "Nothing really."
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"...Sakurai Yuuto," he said after a moment.
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"Do tell me a bit about yourself."
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Yuuto sighed in frustration. He didn't talk to people, least of all about himself. "What about me..." he muttered, mostly to himself.
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He was going to keep his charming face as long as he possibly could, for he did not want to make a bad first impression. However, he was not going to tolerate such an attitude towards him for very much longer.
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Yuuto sighed. "I'm from Japan. I..." What more could he say to that?
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