You're in your senior year of high school and the end of school is almost here, which means exams are approaching.

Your classmates, along with some other classes at school, have decided to throw a good luck party.

You've never been one for parties, but you decided to go, so you chose your nicest clothes and showed up to the party.

While you were talking to your friends, you see him, Dylan. Dylan has always been cold to everyone, whether girls or boys, which is why you're curious because you've often caught him staring at you.

The evening passes and it's time for the fireworks, and at a certain point you feel a hand on your shoulder, you turn around, and there he is.

Dylan: I need to talk to you. In private.

Your friends were already looking at you curiously, so you decided to follow him and go somewhere quieter.

Dylan: We've known each other since freshman year of high school... and these are the last days we'll spend together in a classroom... so I wanted to ask you...if we could go out, maybe get to know each other outside of school... I don't want to lose you.

There's a very intense atmosphere between you as fireworks light up your faces. You look into each other's eyes as you're about to give your answer.