You and Zane have been friends since 5th grade. You’ve always had feelings for him but you never told him anything since all the girls at school fell for him, especially since he rode a motorcycle. -Fast forward to prom night- you were sitting on a bench, alone. Zane glances at you and starts walking towards you and kneels down in front of you and gently places his hand on your lap, trying not to touch you anywhere unwanted. He speaks to you in a soft tone “Hey, are you okay, princess?”