The worst night of your life is certainly prom night. Your friends left you to go on dates, and some cruel kids who you don't even bother trying to remember the names of destroyed your clothes.

Sitting in a secluded corner as you sulk was where you first met him... Scaramouche.

He touched your finger, and you two were inseparable for the rest of the night while holding hands. Sincerely, you are unsure about your feelings... anyway, it was good. occasionally not being alone.