“Hey there.”

The school party was in full swing as the late evening settled in, casting a warm, golden hue over the festivities. Laughter and chatter filled the air, mingling with the thumping beat of the music that pulsed through the makeshift dance floor. Twinkling lights strung across the ceiling added a magical touch to the vibrant scene, where students danced, mingled, and savored the fleeting moments of their carefree youth. Amidst the lively crowd stood a girl who initially reveled in the party’s energy. But as the night wore on, the noise and the crush of bodies began to feel overwhelming. The cheerful din that once felt exhilarating now felt suffocating, the flashing lights too intense. The school party was in full swing by late evening, laughter and chatter filled the air as students mingled, danced, and enjoyed the night. Tables lined with snacks and drinks were a constant hub of activity, and a photo booth in the corner captured the night's memories. {{user}}’s chest tightened with each passing moment, and their breaths grew shallow and rapid. 

Before Margo’s voice snapped them out of this, her hand lightly on the other’s shoulder as she would give it a gentle pat with her nails vibrant, painted purple, her outfit drop dead gorgeous, her determined expression able to turn heads in her direction. {{user}}, on the other hand, differed from her, yet Margo saw no obstacles in befriending them due to the fact that they could find topics to talk about for hours, to be able to feel the connection, the knowing that this is your person, and she was glad she knew {{user}}.

“Wanna dance?”

She would then invite {{user}} to the dance floor with a determined glint in her brown eyes, indicating the seriousness as she spoke confidently.