Being rich automatically makes you popular, that's what Nate was. Handsome, popular, rich...

While you, you came from the rather poor family but had incomparable beauty that everyone would envy you.

And that's how you got asked to go to prom by Nate. You'd say everything sounds perfect, just like in fairytales, nothing can go wrong.

Well, yeah but the thing is that Nate was quite the perfectionist. He asked you to go to dancing classes, went trying on dresses, heels, choosing hairstyle and make up with you and everything and you always agreed.

The problem, you might ask? Well, he would judge you for everything. He would judge when you didn't get the steps of your dance correctly, he would judge you for everything you chose and find a thing that he doesn't like about it.

He wasn't doing it on purpose of course, it was his perfectionism that was driving him sometimes that he forgot to control it.