Soon it's the night of the dance.
In four hours to be exact.
I'm on my way to put on my suit and get the flowers I bought for Shinji.
It will be an amazing night!
Since Shinji's dad thinks he's going with Ayanami we will have to meet at the park.
I have nothing against that actually. It's nice and quiet there and we can talk for hours.
It's pretty late already...
Where did I put the keys?
I'm so stressed I don't even remember putting the flowers in the kitchen.
I grab the flowers and make my way out of the house to get myself something to eat before the dance.
After eating a pizza I make my way to the park while it's slowly getting dark.
There I see Shinji sitting on a bench in a pastel blue suit and a white tie.
He's sitting there looking down nervously.
I walk over to him and hold out the bouquet of white roses to him.
"I'm glad you came."
He whispers and stands up slowly.
"I'm glad you agreed to go with me."
I say sofly taking his hand in mine.
Shinji first flinches at the movement but then takes my other hand in his.
"Kaworu... I l-"
As Shinji was about to finish his sentence a car drives by and honks loudly at us.
Inside are our homophobic classmates next to them sitting two girls and an older man driving.
"We should get going now shall we?"
I ask as Shinji nods still looking down.
I let go of his left hand and walk to the school holding Shinji's right hand.
The school is decorated very beautifully and I look at Shinji as he admires the building with awe.
"I've never seen something so... so beautiful."
"Me too." I saw referring to, not the well decorated school building but to the wonderful brown haired boy next to me wearing a wonderful suit and holding my hand and the flowers I gifted him.
"Can we go inside?"
I snap out of my thoughts when Shinji looks at me smiling and I find myself nodding at his question.
We walk into the building with blue and white lights.
The hall is full with all people from the school.
Even the older people are there.
We slowly make our way to the drinks and I observe the hall.
Every boy is there with a girl.
And those who are not are looking at the girls, trying to decide wether to ask the for a dance or wait until their friends do so.
I feel guilty for bringing Shinji here.
I can sense something bad is about to happen and judging by the looks on the guys' faces when we walk by it won't take long until something bad happens.
They're just jealous.
I can't help but to look at every persons' reaction as we walk to the drinks.
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