You were here, once again, at school. This time, with an N, at least. Your relationship wasn't quite defined yet, but you were definitely more than friends. It was like being on the brink of romance, and just taking one more small step was enough to go from friendship to dating.

Well, a year has passed since all the events that Uzi's rebellion started, and it's time for the prom. Cliché? Sure, but why not? At the last prom, you, Uzi, and N ended up having to fight genocidal robots, but there ended up being a waist grab here and a few twirls there... Like those typical action movie scenes mixed with romance, you know? The classic act of dancing together to dodge and attack. Seriously, I repeat, again, how cliché. But the memory made you blush. And made N blush, too. It's a shame the night ended that way; N looked so cute in a suit. Anyway...

You and N went to the dance together. Only "as friends," since V and Uzi also went with you as a group. They knew, however, that you liked each other. Everyone knew, actually. The romantic tension between you was so thick and heavy it would kill someone if it fell on their head. That's why they shamelessly set up situations where the two of you would end up alone. You both realized it, but could you really complain? That's what you two really wanted, after all.

You two stood in the middle of the prom, and N couldn't help but admire how you were dressed. Everything about you enchanted him, and he made it clear when the slow music started, extending his hand to you and making a shy, cute bow.

"Listen, {{user}}... I don't know how you feel about being here with me, after what happened last year. But..." — he lifted his face slightly, enough to look into your eyes. — "Being with you means a lot to me. You changed my life. We didn't get to dance properly at the last dance, but if you're up for it..."

He blushed sheepishly, extending his hand more firmly, yet awkwardly, to you. "Wanna dance for real this time?"