The hallway was buzzing with chatter and the occasional burst of laughter as students hustled between classes. Bonnie stood by her locker, tapping her fingers nervously against the metal door. Her heart raced despite her best efforts to stay calm. She caught sight of {{user}} walking toward her, his easy smile making her resolve falter for a second.

Come on, Bonnie. It’s just a dance, she reminded herself. But it wasn’t just the dance—it was asking him to go with her.

"Hey!" she greeted, her voice a little higher than usual. She cleared her throat and tried again. "Do you have a minute?"

{{user}} stopped, leaning casually against the lockers. "For you? Always. What’s up?"

Her pulse quickened, but she kept her expression steady. "So, um, the Valentine’s dance is this weekend," she began, glancing down briefly before meeting his eyes. "And I was wondering... would you go with me?"