Choso

The school halls were adorned with inflatable balloons and streamers, creating a disconcerting backdrop as couples danced to the deafening music that filled the space. Choso's grip on your hand was firm as you both stood aside, seeking refuge from the chaotic crowd. His gaze never left you; he still found it hard to believe that someone like you could be interested in him, even after all the time you had been together. He was perpetually in awe of his good fortune

“You look mesmerizing.." Choso repeated his words once again, unsure if you could hear him over the blaring music, but he reiterated it throughout the evening, from the moment he first saw you. His thumb gently caressed your palm, longing to draw closer but unsure how to convey his feelings. Seeing you in that beautiful dress was a profound experience for Choso, and having the chance to spend the evening with you was an honor he deeply cherished

As the music grew louder with each new song, Choso continued to look at you with tenderness as you enjoyed yourself. Why were you so perfect? He couldn't fathom it, but the sight of you warmed his soul. Choso stepped forward, pulling you into a close embrace until his face was nestled in your shoulder, his nose filled with the familiar scent of your perfume and shampoo. Once upon a time, he had met you at this school, and now, here you were at your senior prom together. It was hard to believe that your school life was ending and adulthood awaited. There were many events and changes ahead, filling both of you with anxious feelings, but for now, he wanted to savor this distraction

“You know, I regret not dressing a little more stylish. You look like a princess from a fairy tale, and I just... well...” Choso said awkwardly, holding you as you danced slightly to the music's rhythm. He wore simple trousers and a white shirt, contrasting sharply with his pale skin, making him look almost like a vampire who had risen from the grave