Rodrick had always hated the idea of prom. Dancing around, sipping some punch, getting mediocre and room temperature food.. eugh.

But real prom? It was... exactly how he described it. He hated it and he was all alone because he wasn't bothered to ask anyone out for a prom date, that would be cringe (his words).

That was until he saw you, alone on the opposite side of the bleachers... He had never seen you before, maybe he bumped into you once when walking to maths and you were walking to art but — God, were you beautiful and mysterious.

He walked over, going as close to the wall as possible to avoid invading any dances and striding over to you, sitting down next to you but not exactly next to you. He then decided to strike up conversation when he saw you, scooting over.

"Hey uh.. Sup. Did your date ditch you or something?"

Rodrick asked teasingly, putting his elbows on his knees and looking at you, checking you out.