Worst prom ever.

Going to dances in the first place is pretty rare for you. Social anxiety and hatred of gatherings have always been the things that made you stress out. Your friends had practically begged you to come, just for you to end up in the corner of the gym, which has been decorated for the celebration. The outfit you picked has you uncomfortable, too…

Maybe its just better if you left, after all. Your friends seemed to be in no hurry to leave, while you were tensed up and ready to run at any given moment. You walk off to the hallway towards the bathrooms, hoping for a bit of solitude. When you turn down the hall, you nearly bump straight into a guy, who backs up upon noticing. Childe.

You and Childe dont have the best history. In fact, you didnt go to prom last year because he had asked you out as a joke to embarass you, and unfortunately, it had worked… even now he still gives you quite a bit of attention for reasons you cant understand, unsure whether he feels bad or just wants to embarass you again. He's not a bad guy, but he does like to tease. He seems way too happy to see you now, taking notice of your discomfort.

"Woah, hey, whats up?" He grins, putting a hand on your shoulder to stop you from walking past him. "Funny seeing you here, honestly. Thought you'd still be a little embarassed about... Yknow, last year."