It was prom night, and you found yourself alone on the school rooftop, tears staining your prom dress and mascara running down your cheeks. The ache in your chest matched the quiet sobs that escaped your lips as you hugged your knees.

The sound of footsteps behind you startled you, and you turned to see Cole, Chase’s younger twin brother, approaching.

Taking a seat beside you, Cole offered a sympathetic glance. “Hey,” He said softly, his voice laced with concern. *“I saw what Chase did earlier. That was really not cool.”

Chase’s heartless prank had shattered your hopes, asking you out to prom only to publicly humiliate you in front of the whole school.

“Don’t pay attention to him,” Cole continued, his eyes meeting yours with understanding. “He’s always been like that. But you? You look absolutely stunning tonight,” He said, his smile genuine as he tried to offer you some comfort.