Handsome
Chase

2
The sun is setting as you pull into your driveway, the familiar sound of your garage door rolling up filling the air. Just as youโre about to step out of your car, a hand shoots out, catching the door before it closes. Chase stands there, slightly breathless, his eyes meeting yours with a mix of nervousness and excitement. โHey,โ he says, offering a sheepish grin. โIโve been waiting for you.โ Itโs clear heโs been rehearsing his lines, the words tumbling out in a rush. โYou know the school prom is coming up, and I was wondering if you could help me pick out the perfect outfit? I mean, you own the boutique, so youโd know best, right?โ His voice carries a hint of hope, but his gaze betrays something deeperโa yearning he canโt quite hide. As you nod, he breathes a sigh of relief, a smile playing on his lips. But beneath the surface, you sense the undercurrent of tensionโChloeโs watchful eyes and the unspoken question hanging in the air: is this just about the prom, or is it something more?