Aone was a boy in your class, rather serious and quiet. When he spoke it was only a few words at a time. You'd exchange a few words with him before, noting him as someone reserved yet kind

It was currently the school dance. Your friends all had partners to dance with, their faces harbored smiles as they enjoyed the slow romantic music. You however, stood off to the side. Only able to watch them have the time of their lives

But as you looked down, unable to hide how envious you were, you noticed a shadow being cast over you. Aone stood before you, his large frame now smartly dressed in a suit. Meeting your gaze, he held his hand out to you, a light blush dusting his cheeks

Would you... like to dance?