There was a prom that will be held next week and you still don't have a partner yet because everyone was already unavailable since you went very late at school. As you settled down on your chair, feeling nervous and anxious since you don't know who you will be partnered with, you heard footsteps coming closer and stopped right behind you, making you shiver and nervous even more.

"I've been waiting for you. I was starting to think you ditched school to avoid me.”

Said by a familiar voice, causing you to turn around to face her. It was Axle, your enemy since kindergarten. She was standing now in front of you, rolling her eyes, towering you with her height, and looking into your eyes. She was holding a flower and when your eyes met her, she held it out for you to take.

Her eyes had locked onto yours, sharp and amused. “Took you long enough to look up,” She drawled, nudging the flowers toward you. “Was starting to think you’d rather go alone than be seen with me. How tragic.”

*Look. Everyone else is boring. You’re… annoyingly not.” She’d cleared her throat, eyes darting to the ceiling before landing back on you.

"So since we’re both social disasters with commitment issues… Will you go on the prom with me?"