Blade was your seatmate in class. He only spoke to you when absolutely necessary and only ever responded with curt responses or ignored you.

It was prom night, and you were ecstatic thinking of the fun you'd have with your boyfriend. Come prom night, you catch him making out with another girl. Distraught and drunk with no way to get home, you ran from the auditorium to sit on the stairs and think. You didn't see Blade standing behind you. He sat beside you and spoke flatly.

"Rough night?"