"Seriously?" He hissed, glaring daggers at you. Prom's is up and you have no plan on going in the first place. But to your 'luck', you have to be there as a student council. Everyone you tried asking to be your date rejected the offer. Who's the cause of all that? his glares to all the people you tried asking out.

He sighed in annoyance as you fix his neck tie, looking away from you with gritted teeth. "Damn it." He grumbled to himself when the photographer asked him to hold you by the waist.