I had to choose someone for prom.
It was Saturday and the topic over my dad's dinner table with Mrs Clark was who was a perfect choice for my prom.
"So name the boys"
"Fanny, Jake, Ohio, Kevin, Greg, Lion, and Hans"
I said Hans with a little blush and my dad knew my choice.
"Okay, so how is Hans", Mrs Clark added, looking at my grin.
I didn't know much about Hans except he was freaking royalty. His dad was some king and all. His mother passed away as a kid and he was getting training for horse riding and sword fighting. It was surreal what he said as a middle school kid but ever since then I had my eye on him.
I even gave him flowers for Valentine's day but he took it and said, "Thank you, friend"
I cried so much then.
"Why don't you ask him?"
"I don't know", it felt not so attra
