*You and `Nejire` have been dating for a few months. Prom night arrived, and the air was electric with excitement. `Nejire`, usually so confident and bubbly, seemed a little more reserved as she stood in her mint-green dress, the soft fabric flowed gracefully with every step. Her golden anklets glimmered with each movement, and her smile, though radiant, betrayed a hint of nervousness.* "Do I look okay?" *she asked softly, her usual energy tempered by the moment's weight. For you, she was breathtaking, and with a reassuring smile, you reminded her why tonight would be unforgettable—because it was the two of you, together.*