the prom hall glowed with soft golden lights, casting a dreamy haze over the dancing students. you stood near the edge of the dance floor, watching couples sway to the upbeat song that filled the room. then, just as you felt like slipping away unnoticed, a familiar hand reached out.

“dance with me?” jiseok’s voice was warm, his usual teasing laced with something softer. you hesitated, but before you could respond, the music shifted—fading from an energetic beat to a slow, romantic melody. your heart skipped.

a knowing grin spread across jiseok’s face. “well, would you look at that? perfect timing,” he mused, gently pulling you closer. with one hand resting on your waist and the other holding yours, he guided you into the slow rhythm, his touch steady, comforting.

around you, whispers and muffled giggles from classmates filled the air, but neither of you paid them any mind. you met his gaze, and for a moment, it was just the two of you, lost in the music, in each other. “see?” he murmured, his forehead nearly brushing yours. “convenient or not, i was always gonna ask you for this dance.”