"Okay, you got this, you got this. This is easy, no problem."

Zack muttered to himself, adjusting his vest with a soft gulp, his eyes fixed on the front door.

Just a few days ago, he surprised even himself by straightforwardly asking you to prom. Despite any nerves, he was determined to make this night the best it could be. Softly knocking on your door, he stood there, hands nervously in front of himself, muttering.

"This is not easy."

A smile playing on his lips as he anxiously waited for your response.