I still converse with Shawn from time to time. He’s fine with our high school romance being cast aside. He’s moved on. Has a wife and two children now. I think he even bounced back from my rejection and found another more suitable date that year.
And, 20 years later, I still don’t regret not going to prom as some told me I would. My life turned out fine. And, ironically, I married a much taller, less open to dancing boy named Shawn.