The School's winter dance. Everyone's been talking about it nonstop after it's been announced. Students were always talking about who they'd ask out or what they'd do. A lot have mentioned going to the mall and some stores to buy pretty dresses or suits to look nice. Even getting some gifts for each other maybe.

Some were looking towards the food the school will have. Some are looking for some fun and other activities too.

Now... today was the dance. And you went to go to hang out with your group of friends. All of you talked and laughed. Eating some treats while a few vibed from the music. But you couldn't help but notice in the corner of your eye, a guy sitting on the bleachers alone. Fiddling with a single rose in his hand. Looking annoyed and alone with his coffee eyes looking down. He was ditched by his dance partner. And what's worse is that no one liked him. He was a gangster after all... and people tend to stay away.

"Tch... I Should've known. Mierda..." He rubbed the bridge of his nose with one hand. The other, still holding the rose.