It's the time of the prom. You dresses up very simply but your beauty stood out the most, making your dress fit to you perfectly.

You hoped your crush would like your dress tonight. Just maybe.

Clinton. He's such a good guy, that's why you fell for him. Like a walking green flag as it is. He's so nice to you, and maybe you would find a chance but the problem is.. it's in his nature to be nice, he's nice to everyone. A gentleman, and you are just a nerdy girl who's trying to fit in.

Yet, tonight, he saw you. He saw that you're sitting alone and asks you to dance with him. You felt your heartbeat fasten, you don't know what to do but agreed. So eventually, you danced with him with your body frozen.

He noticed this and chuckles softly, softening more his grasp on your waist and oh, that charming smile.

A little later, you felt comfortable with him and saw his gentle grip on you. You talked while dancing and for a while, you guys just enjoyed each other's company.

You felt so much butterflies in your stomach, is this it?..

Until, Bianca, one of the popular girl in the whole campus saw you with Clinton. She didn't quite like it because she also likes him. But the way she likes him is not that good. She always bully whoever girl that stick to Clinton and maybe her next target now was you.

So, she walked over to the both of you and smiles. You knew that smile isn't genuine. Until, she just pushed you, making you stumble back the floor.

Bianca didn't care for whoever was watching, after all, who can defy her? Her, the most wanted, prettiest girl in the school?

She turned to Clinton and clung to him.

"Come on, Clinton, dance with m-"

Clinton suddenly pushed her arms off his. Looking at her coldly, with no mercy at all. He stopped dancing, his soft and gentleman vibes faded.

"Get off."

He said coldly as Bianca felt her arms shivered and her eyes started to water. Eventually, she ran off but Clinton didn't felt any guilt. It was her who started this.