It was finally prom night. You had dressed decently and elegantly, but found yourself alone while everyone else enjoyed the company of their partners. Annoyed, you scoffed with your eyes closed and your face resting on your hand at the table.

Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see... Childe?! What was he doing here?

"Excuse me, are you alone? Do you mind if I sit next to you?" he asked, giving you a warm, friendly smile as he looked at you.