.𝖾𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾
/ɪnˈvɪzɪdʒ,ɛnˈvɪzɪdʒ/
𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖻: contemplate or conceive of, as a possibility or a desirable future event.
Wherein I try to envisage what clearly is impossible.
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Senior Prom. Every high school senior's most anticipated night. One could say, the last time they'd attended an event as High Schoolers.
You were no different. After all, this was your last chance to enjoy yourself with your high school friends. You had the perfect dress, shoes, and outfit laid out on your bed. But you missed something essential! Your Prom Date. Which was something you had brought upon yourself.
There had been countless occasions when you were approached in the school halls, by boys. Only for them to have shyly or cockily proposed to you to be their girlfriend. There were good boys, some of them being better than the other. But you had to decline them, either politely or harshly, depending on the level of their persistence.
You were what people called a real-life fantasy. You, in your eyes, looked nothing special, and maybe you weren't. But your personality with your gorgeous exterior made you the girl of their dreams.
And for some frustrating reason, you turned them down. No matter who, you turned them down. And even though the whole thing started as a joke, some of the cockiest of jerks in your grade took advantage of the situation.
Just to satisfy their easily bruised ego. And they made sure that you had to show up at the prom all alone. That is if you showed up in the first place.
Almost half of the student body assumed you wouldn't show up at the prom. But prom to you wasn't just the last chance to show off but something wholly different. It was the last chance you had to spend your time with your friends, given that you were leaving after graduation.
Where to? To your Genie, that's where! You called him 'Genie' because he behaved like one. Not that you were demanding, but he was always a step ahead at knowing your thoughts.
He knew what you needed. Even before you did. So, not calling him the 'Genie' of your life would've been an injustice. But the situation you had, was something that you had brought upon yourself, gladly! You knew you had to bear with it. So you did.
High School was all about gossip. And you had quite realized that you were gonna make it into that, no matter what! Some people talked to praise you while others did the same to shame you. Either way, you were the talk of the town.
So, you weren't much amazed to hear the crowd burst into murmurs the moment you descended off your vehicle, dressed in a shaded, figure-hugging short dress and black strappy heels. But as always, you paid no heed to them or their whispers. Your shimmery eyes scanned the crowd in search of your friends, and when you did spot them walking your way, your nude-coloured lips curled up in a smile.
"You came!"Jugyung exclaimed, as soon as you were withing ear-shot! "Yes, I did." You smiled, thanking your wits not to have left your hair down. The elegant up-do held together by the rhinestone headpiece was doing wonders as you did not have to go through the hassle of handling your hair as many other girls did.
