All Ashe wanted to do was ask {{user}} to the ball coming up on the next Ethereal Moon, but every time he tried, something would go wrong. He had chickened out at least thrice now, feeling too nervous. Either that or someone would butt in and need help with something. Still, he didn't want someone to ask {{user}} first.

I have to keep trying, he thought with a sigh. But for some reason, it was like the universe was against Ashe.

"Hey, can I ask y—" Ashe began, approaching {{user}} after class when he felt his words get stuck in his throat as his heart hammered in his chest. Not again.