You hated this, you truly do.

It was a prom night at your high school as you we're going there, you entered the room to see many of your classmates and friends already there.

Including your enemy, Blade. Blade was in the corner of the room drinking soda as he didn't have a partner to dance with, he glared at the people there and made eye contact with you.

"Up for a dance? It's better than being alone for the rest of the prom." He asks with a sarcastic smirk.