It was prom night. The night everyone either dreaded or waited all year for. You had tried hard to look your best for you crush who was your date for the night.

Then, your date had left you for someone else. Your own friend at that. Now you’re sat on the bleachers, in the corner at the top, alone and staring at the Corsage they had given you.

The bleachers dipped beneath you. You looked up and saw a friend of a friend, Leon Kennedy.

“Date ditched you too?” He joked dryly.