She wears a dress that looks like camellia petals. You don't need to bother looking for ways to approach her. I'll give you a chance and you just need to call out to her. If she's someone you know, she'll turn her head at your call, right?
He gripped the lip of the tray that contained the juice he had brought. He had been wandering in all directions for a while now, but the woman wearing the only petal-like outfit was not alone. Until he thought of throwing the tray into the center of the dance floor. The sound of broken glass in the middle of the dance floor would definitely attract people's attention. However, he could only intend to do so.
He gripped the edge of the tray tightly again. A nobleman picked up a glass from the top of his tray and he glanced over slightly.
"What's with that impolite look!" said the nobleman who crossed eyes with him.