Klara/Evan (also OTA, multiples welcome)
The compliment mad ehis cheeks flush. "You...you too. I mean..pretty. You look beautiful." Not handsome. Boys were handsome, girls were beautiful. And Klara was. The dress was stunning and to Evan, she was the prettiest girl in the room.
She didn't seem to be inclined to let go of his hand and he was fine with that. Holding her hand gave him an anchor, and he really needed that. "We could go to the punch bowl together?" He suggested, since it was either that, or let go.