Tonight was the night of the Spring Dance, somewhat like prom, but not exactly.

As you excitedly fixed your hair, your head swarmed with thoughts of the event, making your heart go all over the place.

Your best friend begged to do your make-up, and you agreed, as long as she didn't overdo it.

The two of you were silently getting ready, only because both of your thoughts were too filled with thoughts of the event.

You were both planning on going stag, having only each other to survive the night.

This was of course, due to your bad socializing skills and your awkward perks that were really considered flaws to you.

When you were done getting ready, your best friend was speechless at how pretty you were, your dress and all.

Your (Favorite Color) dress fell down to just below your knees, complimenting your shoes.

It was a beautiful dress, the one you were wearing; it was perfectly tailored to match you, and indeed it made you feel very pretty.

"How do I look?" you smiled, twirling around your room gleefully.

"Amazing. You're going to make every other girl there feel like their dresses are trash once you step in the party," she answers, proud because she did your oh-so-fabulous make-up.

"Man, I still really want to wear my sweater and my sneakers," you sigh, looking at the two items that were placed neatly on your shelf.

"Are you kidding me? Don't even try to take off those shoes and replace them with your old sneakers. Come on, (F/N)-chan. You look way too pretty for that," she says, staring straight into your eyes.

"Oh well. Anyways, you go on ahead downstairs, I'll just grab my bag and head out right after you," you nod, motioning for her to go on ahead.

She follows your request and grabs her purse, rushing down the stairs of your home and out the door.

You grabbed your bag and looked at the doorway to make sure your best friend was out of sight before stuffing your sneakers and your jacket in your bag, smiling.

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"Bye guys, have fun okay? Text me or call me if you need me. Oh and what time will you guys finish?" your mom waves to you and your best friend.

"We'll be out by 11, is that okay?" you wave back.

"Yeah. Bye guys, have fun!" your mom cheers before closing the window and driving off.

The loud music and the fancy lights had welcomed you and your best friend.

You both shared a glance and a giggle before heading in.

A lot of students were already there, dancing and having fun.

The both of you had started getting embarrassed because as of the moment, you both were the only girls without dates.

You exchanged another look and nodded, having the same idea of hogging the food table, finding a table, and sitting down before anyone had approached you.

As you both made your way to the food table, you had a hard time scooting because of the many people crowding the way.

You had mumbled at least 20 "excuse me's" to at least 20 different people, all dancing with their dates.

When you finally reached the food table, you sighed and stopped for a bit to catch your breath.

"We made it," you panted, resting an arm on the wall, leaning towards the side.

"I'm starving, let's eat," she nods, grabbing a plate.

You filled your plate with all sorts of food, until another piece of food couldn't fit any longer.

The both of you tried to make your way once again to a nearby table, and you smiled, satisfied once you were finally able to sit down and enjoy the precious time you had with your date, the food.

"Tch, look what we've got here," an annoying voice laughed behind you, followed by another snicker, coming from another person.

"Piss off, will you, Tsukishima? Let us enjoy this one night. I mean seriously. You ruin my life and my one and only big event?" you sigh, giving the blonde a cold glare.

"Oh, you both have gone stag? You probably looked so bad that nobody dared to even ask you out," the jerk smirked once again.

"Wow, okay," you mumbled, secretly feeling insecure because it was the brutal truth, and you had to face it.

"Hey, lay off, Bakashima. Let (F/N)-chan enjoy her time tonight. Stop razzing her," your best friend barked, pointing a finger at Tsukishima.

"Tch, whatever. Let's go, Yamaguchi," the beanpole muttered and walked off, just to your luck.

You sighed and thanked your best friend, stuffing the final piece of your food in your mouth before standing up.

"Wait for me here. I'll just use the bathroom," you say, grabbing your bag and leaving your best friend at the table.

When you got to the bathroom, you immediately changed your shoes to your sneakers and put on your beloved sweater, making you feel a little bit better.

You silently apologized to your best friend for not listening to what she had said earlier.

You zipped up your bag and headed out, only to bump a guy.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going, and- Sugawara-senpai?" you asked, embarrassed.

"(L/N)-san? What are you doing in a sweater and sneakers? Weren't you in heels earlier?" the silver-haired boy pointed.

"Ah-uh... yeah. I changed-um, because... I looked u-ugly in my outfit so I had to ah- c-cover it up somehow," you admitted hesitantly, mentally hitting yourself for stuttering.

"What? No way I'd believe that! Who'd ever make you think that? Who's your date tonight?" he asked, sounding mad.

"I-I came with (Best Friend's Name) and we both went stag," you explained.

"O-Oh! I'm sorry," he said, looking at the floor guiltily. "A-Anyways, would you like to dance?"

This made your cheeks turn crimson in a matter of seconds, and before you both knew it, you were both blushing messes.

"A-Ah, yes! I'd love to!" you nodded, your blush not fading from your cheeks.

He nodded in silence, grabbing your wrist and pulling you towards the dance floor.

You put your arms on his shoulders, while he put his hands on your waist, your feet synchronizing with the beat of the song.

You were silent, but still madly blushing, for this gentle, silver-haired setter was your crush, although you were way too stubborn to accept your feelings because you weren't the type to swoon over every cute boy you saw.

Sugawara smiled warmly at you, making you smile back in a blush.

You swayed to the melody, enjoying yourself more than you expected, your heartbeat increasing with every moment you two had danced.

After what seemed like hours, you both decided to rest outside the venue, on a small bench under a tree.

You leaned back on the bench, breathing softly and blushing slightly.

"(F/N)," Suga gently said while placing his hand on yours, making you flinch and making your blush turn redder than a tomato.

"Sugawara-senpai," you acknowlege, your heart beating at a rate of a thousand miles per second.

You looked down at your feet, finding a sudden interest in your shoes.

"Before I say anything else, you have really gorgeous eyes and I would really love it if you looked at me with them," he smiled, staring straight at you and making your heart melt even more.

You gazed at his eyes as well, admiring the life that those two brown orbs held within them.

"(F/N)," he began, "I like you,"

"Geez, I never knew you were that straight-forward," you chuckled, making a blush burst out from his cheeks. "But yeah, I think I like you too, Sugawara-senpai,"

"Koushi would be fine," he says, smiling a really bright smile.

"I love you, Koushi~" you giggle and give him an Eskimo kiss right there, making the silver-haired boy's hands find its way around your waist.

You hugged him back, letting him hold you.

"And I really enjoyed our little dance under the stars," he grins, not letting you go.

Extended ending: "Mom! I got myself a boyfriend yesterday!" you yelled.

"Really?! What the heck, (F/N)?! Who's this boy that decided to steal my child's heart?!" your mom shouted back.

"Relax mom, you'll like him. He's really nice and kind and caring..." you rambled on and on about Suga, making your mom sigh.

"I sure has hell better like him, or you're going to die," your mom's eyes become flames as a dark aura surrounds her.

"H-Hai, o-okaasan..." a bead of sweat slips down your forehead.

《 A/N: im so sorry that was cheesy and crap,, im so very sorry

REQUESTS ARE OPEN WHY IS NO ONE REQUESTING ;m; SHOWER ME WITH REQUESTS IF YOU HAVE TO

Anyways yeah this was rlly damn cheesy cliche and alldjdlkwkd

SUGA IS LIKE MY LOVELY FREAKING CINNAMON ROLL I LOVE HIM TOO MUCH im actually planning a fanfic,, leave your thoughts below??

ILYASM <<33 HNNG I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED THAT <<33 please please please notify me if you find a mistake im too lazy to check //slumps on seat .-.

SO UHM BAI

-Nyx

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