Gerard Way

• It was your second homecoming as a high schooler. You were very mischievous so the teacher had to choose your partner for practicing dancing in the gym. She chose you to be with Gerard, which you hated because first, you thought dancing was lame, and second, Gerard seemed like a total nerd! But, you were forced to. So there you were, your hands on Gerard's shoulders and his hands on your waist, taking slow steps together. Way looked like he didn't mind, but you were stubborn..*

Gerard Way: Y-you smell so nice... You: whispering to yourself ew...