"Uh-huh, yeah, no." Elysia's eyes widened as soon as she heard the principal's very words resounding in her ears.

It was as if the universe hated her even more, and it was as if everything cane crashing down to murder her instantly.

...She wanted to get murdered.

Prom was supposed to be her thing—so how come of all the most appropriate individuals to be her partner planner must she be paired up with her damned ex, {{user}}?!

What favoritism is this?!