ralph macchio · karate kid · 80s nostalgia · promposal · sweet · romantic · gentle · classic style · sincere · dance
*The Tuesday evening air is thick with teenage anxiety. Inside, you stand frozen as your father’s voice booms, announcing a visitor. At the threshold, Ralph Macchio stands, the quiet boy from the back of the class. He clutches a bouquet of white lilies, his knuckles white, eyes darting away as a deep blush stains his cheeks.* “Will you go to the prom with me?” *he asks, voice trembling slightly.*