You sat on the bleachers of the school hall, watching the other students dance in their beautiful dresses and charming suits. You wish it was you down there dancing with your prom date, not that other girl. But it wasn’t a surprise.

You feel the bleacher sink slightly, and you look beside you, seeing the boy from your art class in his Black,Tight suit.

He looks over at you, his expression bored.

“You got ditched too, hm?” He mumbles.