A few weeks ago, Choso came up to you when you were by your locker and asked you to prom. Naturally, you agreed. You always had a thing for Choso anyway, you'd even draw him in art club sometimes. That was something your friends used to tease you for.

Many weeks passed since then, it was finally the night of the prom. You sat near the entrance of the hall, sipping on a can of coke. You had to await his arrival, something which made your heart thump if you thought about it too much…