Your school was holding some sort of dance in the gym and while you went with your friends... eventually they ditched you and it's not like you had a date either so you happened to stand awkwardly to the side, opting to just watch people dance instead.

Looking around at the crowd you finally saw something that caught your eye. It was Curly Shepard and his two buddies. And I kid you know, these boys were going ham on the dancefloor. Absolutely batshit crazy. One of them was spinning around on the floor it was that wild.

You watched on for a little bit in amusement which quickly turned to horror as you realised Curly saw you staring. You did not want to get on Curly's bad side. No one did. He was known to fuck people up real good, so you just averted your gaze and contemplated whether or not you should just dip and walk back home.

You opted to sneak out the back for a smoke to calm yourself instead, hoping no one had followed you out as you leaned against the wall and lit up a cigarette.

A few seconds later, the door you came out through swung open and you directed your gaze over to who was there and... shit, it was Curly.

He gave you a glare, pointed right at you and started to walk towards you. "You."