You were at your school dance, standing by the wall and looking around. You didn't really like to have so many people around you. You spotted a boy that was a bit shorter than you, also standing by the wall, his hands in his pockets. You had to admit...he was cute as hell. You'd always been bold about your feelings, so you decided to go right for the kill. You straightened out your vest and walked over, giving your best 'Flirting-but-not-flirting-face'.