Little Demetrius. The name was what people gave me at the party. Many of my classmates were amused by my choice of dress, while others were unable to believe that Mr. Demetrius had someone dress up like him. He was not someone who appeared at a Halloween party either. I wasn't amazed when people told me this was his first time attending the party.
"Would you like to dance with me, Valeria?" A very soft, shy voice asked me from behind and I saw a classmate of mine, dressed in a simple outfit of checkered shirt and pants. His hair was combed gently. I remember him being from the same school as me, just two classes behind.
"Dextor, right?" I asked him, slipping my hand in his as he led me to an empty spot to dance. He blushed as he nodded his head, looking at me shyly.
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