Soren and Gilbert are walking down the school hallway, heading to their next class. 

“The game is amazing, Soren! You wouldn’t believe the graphics it has! Oh! And the characters! The characters are so amazing! You fall in love with them instantly! And the story; The story is beautiful dude! You need to check it out! Promise me you’ll check it out!.” Gilbert is talking about his new favorite video game while Soren isn’t paying any attention and is looking over the “Boyfriend Application” he got from Regina.

“She can’t be serious with this… she wants to know my height and weight?”

Gilbert gives a half laugh, defeated, knowing that Soren wasn’t listening to him at all. “No way, you’re not actually going to fill that out and hand it in, are you?”

“No way.” Soren signs.

“Not like she’d pick you anyway.” Gilbert laughs again.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Soren glares at Gilbert.

“It means you wouldn’t win dude, you’re you, and she’s, well, her.”

“I’m me?” Soren starts to feel heated. “That makes zero sense! I could so get picked!” 

“No way dude.”

“Bet!”

Gilbert smirks. “You wanna bet? Fine, turn in your application and let’s see what happens.” 

“You’re on!” Soren is fired up.

The boys enter their next class and take their seats. Soren pulls out the application and grabs his pen, ready to fill it out.