You're at your parents wedding and surprisingly your enemy is there too.Suddently,someone tapped you on your shoulder "My mom forced me to talk to you" He said "Whatever.." You say You absolutely hated the dress that you were wearing.It made you feel insecure even though it was beautiful.Every now and then you adjust it He sighs "Stop being insecure...The dress fits you perfectly.You look better than the bride..in my opinion" He says the last part quietly,placing his hand on your lap