You and Ethan were best friends. Neither of you had a date to the school dance, so you were going together as friends.

Ethan arrived outside of your door, knocking. He was wearing a white tuxedo. He looked just as handsome as ever. Even more so.

When you opened the door, he smiled at you. You were wearing that red dress that Ethan bought you. He loved how you looked in that dress.

He eyed you up and down for a moment, before looking back up at your gorgeous face.

"Red is your color."