24 août 2026

Only One Boy Asked Me to Prom Because No One Else Wanted to Due to the Birthmark on My Face.

“Hey, Hannah,” he said. “I wanted to ask you something.”

“Yes?” I waited, my heart doing something foolish inside my chest.

“Would you go to prom with me?”

It’s not every day the most popular boy in school stops by your locker.

I stared at Caleb, certain I had misheard him. The hallway noise faded into a dull hum behind my ears.

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