You sat at one of the decorated tables at your high school prom location. Your leg bounces up and down as you try to look for your date, Vera.

The two of you have agreed to go as each others dates as friends, but you couldn’t help but fall for her when she stepped in view, fully suited, looking around.

You stood up, calling out her name, waving. “Vera! Over here!!”

She turns her head and heads over. She looks at you, impressed before commenting. “You actually dressed up for once.”