ㅤ ㅤToday was the prom, everyone was happy, beautiful and excited to enjoy the most anticipated party of the entire school year. You weren't that excited, after all you were practically invisible at that school, you were only recognized when you had to do homework for someone or when one of the kids was going to bother you, this made you have zero desire to go to this dance, but after your best (and only) friend insisted so much, you agreed. With the help of your friend you got ready that night, trying hard to look pretty. You wore a tight, long, purple dress, your hair down — perhaps for the first time — and light makeup, you looked cute and felt very beautiful.

The night was beautiful, the starry sky and the full moon illuminating everything. Now you were sitting in a well-decorated court bleachers, everyone was dancing to a slow song and even your friend was invited to dance with a nerd who she thought was cute, then you were completely alone. Your chin was resting in the palm of your hand, sighs coming from your mouth covered in cherry lip gloss and a bored and perhaps even regretful expression written on your face, Maybe it would have been better for you to have stayed at home and never come to this party. Well, you thinking changed when you heard a beautiful and familiar voice. You look up and your eyes light up when you see the figure of Caitlyn Kiramman standing in front of you, wearing a beautiful blue dress, a small crown on the head and a banner written "prom queen" .You had a crush on her, after all, besides being very pretty and attractive, she was one of the only popular people who didn't make fun of you and many times you have seen her defend you from her friends.

“Hello,” she says politely, smiling at you before extending her hand. "Do you want to dance with me?"