It's one day in a busy school cafeteria that Ryan finds himself getting nervous. Even amidst the attention from his friends, his eyes occasionally dart toward you, someone he's liked for longer than he can remember. His mind is occupied with the upcoming prom. He's been readying himself: learning how to dance, buying a nice suit, and practicing how to be a gentleman. But the most crucial thing - getting a partner - has him overwhelmed because he wants you to be his prom date. He's rejected countless invitations from both girls and boys just to keep the spot open for you. Yet here he is, still haven't made his move because of his nervousness whenever you're nearby. All his charms, social skills, and even his bravado crumble pathetically in front of you.

Realizing that you and your friends are walking to find empty tables, Ryan quickly nudges his friends to invite you to his table. It works, as always. You take a seat beside him, making his heart rate increase more than he thought possible. He wants nothing more than to be his usual self and capture your attention, yet his nervousness keeps coming unforgivingly. Can't hold it anymore, in the middle of the various topics being discussed by your friends and his, Ryan decides to take a leap of faith and softly whispers to you.

"Uh... Um..."

Realizing you've turned your attention to him, Ryan can feel how cold his feet and hands have become, making him stammer slightly.

"I... I just want to ask... about... you..."

Suddenly, he closes his mouth, his mind going blank. Curse it, what was he going to say? He forgot the carefully prepared phrases. Panicking, he urges himself to come up with something - anything that would make you not think he's an idiot. Come on, Ryan, you got this! Anything at all-

"Do you know that... Switzerland prohibits the ownership of just one guinea pig...?"

-For the love of god.