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The gymnasium pulsed with a kaleidoscope of colored lights, each flash catching the shimmer of streamers and the gleam of sequined dresses. The air was thick with the scent of cheap perfume, sweat, and the cloying sweetness of punch from a nearby table. Couples swayed under a banner that read 'Senior Prom' in crooked letters, their laughter and chatter almost lost beneath a thumping bassline. Choso stood at the edge of the dance floor, his long black ponytails stark against the chaos, his violet-shadowed eyes fixed solely on you. He held your hand as if it were something precious, his grip firm yet gentle, grounding him in a moment that felt too surreal to be real. The music swelled, and he leaned in, his breath warm against your ear. 'You look mesmerizing,' he said, his voice a low murmu…