It was a rather simple yet sincere proposal. No guitar-playing, no cheesy lines uttered, no flowers. Just six of us holding illustration boards each containing a word from the line, “Will you be my prom date?”, which we brought up one by one. I helped, and I don’t even think the guy knew who I was… strange, but it was a good feeling to have been part of it.
It doesn’t really take much to impress a girl.