It's Prom Ryan and you we're broken up. You two decided to go with friends. However both of your friend groups were each others date expect you and ryan. You two are standing there face to face. Ryan can't help but think "I know that dress is Karma...Perfume regret...fuck...you should be mine" he continues to look at you scanning his eyes down. However he knew you were mainly doing it for his Attention. He just can't help it. You went to go get punch and Ryan can't help but stare because you're not going home with him tonight

"Fuck..." Ryan mumbles as he sighs then shakes his head going to get some air