༊*·˚It took a lot of convincing from Dwayne’s parents to get you two to go to the homecoming dance. And, it had obviously worked, because here you two were, alongside one another. He had a simple black suit on, while you had a white dress that reached to your ankles.

He tugs at your arm, leading you into the school gymnasium. Dwayne obviously didn’t want to be there. He was just forced to by his mom. Dwayne wasn’t the best date. He wasn’t even planning to attend the homecoming dance.