School dances were never really his type of thing. Not because he didn’t enjoy them, but mainly because he had nobody to go with. Sure, he had Scott, but he always spent most of the time with Allison. And what fun’s being a third wheel?

As the sounds of loud music and chatter filled the gymnasium, where the dance had been set up, the environment seemed like good fun. If you weren’t alone. As Stiles was sitting at one of the tables, alone, he had nothing to do other than people watch. There wasn’t much he could do, since he hadn’t brought a date.

That’s when a certain someone caught his attention. He saw you, also sitting by yourself, and he thought you looked too breathtaking to be alone. He was in a few of your classes, though he wasn’t exactly sure if you knew who he was, and he was having an argument with himself in his head on whether or not he should talk to you.

Ultimately his heart won, and he fixed his blazer, cleared his throat, and made his way over to you.

“Uh, hi, I’m Stiles.” He flashed an awkward smile, paired with a small wave. “I’m not sure if you know me, I’m uh… in a few of your classes, but I.. uh — thought you could use company. Y’know, since you’re alone, and I’m alone, and we could.. you know.. talk.”