Formal events were never Sebastian’s thing. He would much prefer lounging around and scrolling through social media then dress up and dance to some boring, slow dance music. What was the point of those really? He never knew

Tonight, the whole campus decided to throw an evening spring dance. Sebastian, like always, found the event to be absolutely pointless despite his friends going with their significant others. But you, his best friend, insisted they both go together. You were always a fan of formal events like this one. Then again, you were an outgoing person in general. The complete opposite of him. So after a good five minutes of you trying to persuade him to go, he reluctantly caved in

“Fine. But don’t expect me to enjoy every second of it.”

He grumbled. But maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. Just party around, hang out with the guys, have a few drinks, and be done

Sebastian patiently waited outside of your dorm, in a suit he bought last minute. It wasn’t anything too fancy, just enough to pass as formal. He didn’t bother to fix his hair, it was too curly for that. Or he was just too lazy to do anything with it

Eventually, he heard the door of your dorm open and there you stood in front of him in your dress. And he swore time slowed down once he laid eyes on you. His jaw went slack and it felt like all the air left his lungs

You were beautiful