Boy Stuns Prom in Red Ballgown and Lipstick – Teachers Can’t Hold Back the Tears

A boy named Korben dreamed of wearing a ball gown to prom from a young age. Four years later, his parents made that dream come true. When Korben showed up in his red ball gown and lipstick, his teachers and classmates were moved to tears.

Prom is a special event marking the end of high school, and everyone wants it to be memorable. Korben, who is 16, had an unforgettable night thanks to his supportive mom. She shared pictures of his prom outfit on Twitter, and her post quickly went viral. Many celebrities and fans liked and shared it, celebrating Korben’s unique and heartfelt choice.

Korben’s mom, Nina Green, shared that her son had always loved wearing dresses. As a teenager, he even performed as the “sassy” drag queen Miss Frou Frou. But for prom night, Korben had a new idea.

He wanted to attend prom as himself, but in a dress. This way, he could show off his feminine side while being true to who he is. Nina explained:

“He wanted to be himself, combining his masculine and feminine sides. He planned to wear a tuxedo on top and a dress on the bottom, inspired by Billy Porter.”

When Korben arrived at his school prom, wearing his unique outfit, everyone went wild with excitement. His classmates and teachers at Archbishop Sancroft High School in Harleston, Norfolk, cheered loudly for him.

Nina Green shared that many teachers were emotional as they watched Korben step out of the car. They were moved by his bravery and confidence. Nina said, “As soon as he got out of the car, everyone started cheering, and I was crying. Some of the teachers were crying too because he was being true to himself.”

Korben had asked to wear a dress to his prom when he was just 12, and his parents made sure to remember his request. When prom night arrived, they helped him get ready just the way he wanted and supported him both in person and online.

Korben looked fantastic in his ball gown, which had a flowing skirt, a sparkly jacket, a bow tie, and a matching small bag. Nina, his mom, took lots of photos of him before he left for prom and shared them on Twitter to show her support.

Nina Green was thrilled to share Korben’s prom look on Twitter and tagged Billy Porter and Michelle Visage from “RuPaul’s Drag Race” to get their opinions. Michelle Visage responded with excitement, saying, “Ohhhhhhhh yes! You are an amazing, beautiful mom and your child is a STAR.”

Michelle wasn’t the only one impressed. The tweet quickly went viral, with many people praising Korben’s fabulous prom outfit and expressing how happy they were for him.

Since Nina Green’s post about Korben’s prom outfit was shared, it has received over 4,000 retweets, more than 8,000 comments, and over 110,000 likes from celebrities and everyday people alike. One admirer commented:

“Looks fabulous! I absolutely love the gown/tux combo. I hope my son is still as confident and comfortable with himself at that age. Never lose your sparkle.”

Kirk Wills, who implied they made the dress, added, “I couldn’t be more proud of Korben; he rocked the look without a doubt. It was an honor to make this subtle look for his big night and see him rock his entrance.”

Although there were some negative comments, many people defended Korben. One fan responded, “Some people should have listened to their parents or grandparents: ‘If you have nothing nice to say, say nothing at all.’ If he wants to wear a dress, then that’s his choice, and his choice only. He’s not harming anyone.”

Korben’s mother, Nina, later shared her gratitude in a post, admitting she hadn’t expected such a positive response when she first shared the pictures. She wrote:

“The support and positivity have been overwhelming and have completely overshadowed the few negative comments, which we ignore. It’s his life, and I’m letting him live it.”

Korben realized how important it was to have the courage to be himself. He said, “It sends a message—you can be who you want to be.”

The following day, Nina and Korben attended Pride in London. There, a fan approached them, recognizing Korben as the boy in the red dress and telling him he was “amazing.”

These moments became unforgettable memories for Korben as he moved on to the next chapter in his life. Through this experience, Korben’s parents demonstrated the importance of allowing children to be themselves without imposing their own beliefs.

My Relatives Thought They Had Robbed Our Rich Blind Grandfather, but He Turned Out to Be Much Smarter

When Ellie’s blind, dying grandfather gathers the greedy family to announce he’s donating his fortune to charity, tension explodes. The open safe tempts everyone, and as relatives enter the room one by one, Ellie suspects foul play. But when it’s her turn, Grandpa reveals a shocking truth.

At 19, I was the black sheep of a family that treated me like I was invisible. After Mom died, Dad married Sharon, who came complete with two daughters and had enough emotional baggage to sink a cruise ship.

A woman standing in a doorway | Source: Midjourney

A woman standing in a doorway | Source: Midjourney

The way they looked at me — like I was something they’d scraped off their shoes — made our spacious home feel smaller than a closet.

Their matching designer outfits and perfectly styled hair only emphasized how much I didn’t belong with my thrift store clothes and a messy ponytail.

“Ellie, dear,” Sharon would say, her voice dripping with fake sweetness, “wouldn’t you be more comfortable eating in the kitchen?”

A disapproving woman seated at a dinner table | Source: Midjourney

A disapproving woman seated at a dinner table | Source: Midjourney

That was her way of saying I embarrassed her in front of her country club friends. Dad would just stare at his plate, suddenly fascinated by his roasted asparagus.

My cousins weren’t any better. All six of them treated family gatherings like networking events, schmoozing with anyone who might boost their social status.

I usually ended up in the kitchen, helping the staff clean up. At least they talked to me like I was human. Maria, our cook, always saved me a piece of her famous chocolate cake.

A decadent chocolate cake | Source: Pexels

A decadent chocolate cake | Source: Pexels

“Those people out there?” she’d say, sliding me an extra-large slice. “They don’t know what they’re missing.”

But Grandpa? He was different. He’d worked his way up from nothing to build the family fortune, but being wealthy never changed him. Grandpa was the salt of the earth, through and through.

He was the only one in the family who saw me for who I really was when everyone else looked right through me.

A young woman speaking to her grandfather | Source: Midjourney

A young woman speaking to her grandfather | Source: Midjourney

Grandpa taught me everything worth knowing, from how to plant the perfect rose garden to how to laugh when life kicks you in the teeth.

While the rest of the family was busy climbing their social ladders, Grandpa and I would sit on his wraparound porch, drinking lemonade and talking about everything and nothing.

“Remember, Ellie,” he’d say when I was having a rough day, “the best revenge is living well. And maybe a little practical joke now and then.”

A young woman sitting on a porch with her grandfather | Source: Midjourney

A young woman sitting on a porch with her grandfather | Source: Midjourney

I didn’t fully understand what he meant until that summer when everything changed.

Grandpa got sick, and his health deteriorated fast. His eyesight failed, and suddenly he was bedridden. The family descended like locusts, their concern was as fake as Sharon’s designer handbags.

I visited him every day, watching as he grew weaker, my heart breaking a little more each time. While the others whispered about his massive wall safe and what might be inside it, I just held his hand and read him his favorite books.

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An open book | Source: Pexels

We worked our way through “The Count of Monte Cristo” at his request, which should have been my first clue about what was coming.

“Read that part again,” he’d say, “where Edmund discovers the treasure.”

Now I wonder if he was trying not to laugh.

Then came the day that changed everything.

A worried woman sitting at her grandfather's bedside | Source: Midjourney

A worried woman sitting at her grandfather’s bedside | Source: Midjourney

“Family meeting,” Grandpa announced via a voice message, his voice barely above a whisper. “Everyone come to my house. Now.”

The whole family rushed to Grandpa’s house, nearly trampling each other in their hurry to reach his bedside. I hung back, leaning against the wall near the door.

Then I noticed the safe in Grandpa’s bedroom was ajar. Grandpa never left the safe open. I glanced around the room, and my heart sank when I realized I wasn’t the only person who’d noticed.

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A young woman frowning | Source: Midjourney

All my relatives were eyeing the dark crack at the door with hungry eyes. Sharon’s daughters, Amber and Crystal, kept nudging each other and pointing at it when they thought no one was looking.

“I’m sad I can’t see any of you anymore,” Grandpa said. “I’d give anything to see your faces again, but it’s too late for that now. The doctor says I don’t have much time left. That’s why I called you all here today. I’ve been putting my affairs in order and I want you all to know that I’ve decided to donate all my money to charity.”

A man wearing dark glasses lying in bed | Source: Midjourney

A man wearing dark glasses lying in bed | Source: Midjourney

The silence that followed was deafening. I could practically hear their dreams of inheriting millions shattering like cheap glass. My cousin Bradley actually gasped, then turned and stared at the safe.

Everyone else followed his gaze. It was like they were all thinking the same thing: if they took something, he’d never know.

“Now that’s out of the way, I’d like a chance to speak with each of you privately,” Grandpa continued, adjusting his dark glasses. “Who’s first?”

An elderly man wearing dark glasses speaking to someone | Source: Midjourney

An elderly man wearing dark glasses speaking to someone | Source: Midjourney

What happened next was like watching piranhas in a feeding frenzy. Everyone started talking at once, pushing and shoving, trying to be first in line.

“Enough!” My uncle declared loudly. “I’m the eldest son, and I will go first.”

The look in his eyes silenced everyone.

“Grandpa, wait!” I called out, trying to warn him, but Amber and Crystal shoved me into the hall.

An extremely worried young woman | Source: Midjourney

An extremely worried young woman | Source: Midjourney

I watched from the hallway as they went in one by one. Each came out looking smug, like cats who’d gotten into the cream.

My stomach churned. I knew exactly what was happening. The open safe was too tempting, and a blind old man would never know if they helped themselves, right?

I wasn’t allowed to see Grandpa until everyone else had their chance to “say goodbye.” I walked in and sat beside Grandpa’s bed, ignoring the safe completely. It was too late to prevent my relatives from plundering it now.

A young woman sitting at her grandfather's bedside | Source: Midjourney

A young woman sitting at her grandfather’s bedside | Source: Midjourney

“Grandpa,” I whispered, taking his hand. “I’m not ready for you to go.”

Tears spilled down my cheeks as memories flooded back. “Remember when you taught me to fish? I was so scared of hurting the worms, but you showed me how to bait the hook gently. Or all those summer nights on the porch, watching the stars come out? You taught me every constellation.”

“And you remembered them all,” he said softly. “Just like you remembered to water my roses every day while I’ve been stuck in this bed.”

An elderly man in bed speaking weakly | Source: Midjourney

An elderly man in bed speaking weakly | Source: Midjourney

He squeezed my hand. “You’ve always had a good heart, Ellie. And you’ve always been the one person I could trust.”

Then he did something that made my heart stop. He reached up and took off those dark glasses, revealing eyes that were sharp and clear — and looking right at me.

“You’re probably wondering how I saw all this coming,” he said, grinning like a kid with a secret.

“You… you can see?” I stammered, nearly falling out of my chair.

A shocked woman throwing her hands up in the air | Source: Midjourney

A shocked woman throwing her hands up in the air | Source: Midjourney

“Yes, and I’ve seen everything,” Grandpa replied. “Every greedy glance, every hand sneaking into that safe. They didn’t think an old blind man could catch them, but I did.” Grandpa gestured to the safe. “Let’s see how much is left, Ellie.”

I walked to the safe, my legs wobbly, and opened the door wide. It was empty!

Grandpa laughed.

An elderly man in bed laughing | Source: Midjourney

An elderly man in bed laughing | Source: Midjourney

“I had 10 million dollars in fake bills in there,” Grandpa announced proudly. “And they took every last one. The real money is in a bank vault downtown. And it’s all yours, Ellie.”

I couldn’t speak. My throat felt like I’d swallowed sand.

“You’re the only one I trust to use it wisely,” he continued. “And if you want to leave this toxic mess of a family behind, don’t look back. Heaven knows I’ve wanted to shake their dust off my shoes for years.”

A smiling elderly man pointing at someone | Source: Midjourney

A smiling elderly man pointing at someone | Source: Midjourney

A few days later, Grandpa’s health suddenly started improving with a new treatment. The doctors were shocked, but I wasn’t. You can’t keep a good trickster down.

I bought two plane tickets to Bali the next day. First class because Grandpa insisted we start our new life in style.

The family exploded when they realized what had happened. Sharon threatened to sue. Dad finally found his voice, but only to demand his “fair share.” My cousins showed their true colors with a rainbow of creative curse words.

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Two people arguing | Source: Pexels

We left anyway, with nothing but our suitcases and the satisfaction of knowing justice had been served.

Now, I’m writing this from a beach chair in Bali, watching Grandpa teach local kids how to build the perfect sandcastle.

He’s got more energy than all of them combined, and his laugh carries across the sand like music. His recovery seems even more miraculous in the tropical sun.

An elderly man building a sandcastle with some children | Source: Midjourney

An elderly man building a sandcastle with some children | Source: Midjourney

“Pass me another coconut drink, would you, Ellie?” he calls out. “Planning the perfect revenge makes a man thirsty!”

I bring him his drink and sit beside him, watching the sunset paint the sky in colors I never saw back home.

“Was it worth it?” I ask. “All that planning, pretending to be blind?”

He takes a sip and grins. “Look around, kiddo. You’re smiling. You’re free. And those vultures back home are probably still arguing about fake money. I’d say that’s worth everything.”

A woman and her grandfather on the beach at sunset | Source: Midjourney

A woman and her grandfather on the beach at sunset | Source: Midjourney

I lean back and close my eyes, feeling the warm breeze on my face. For the first time, I know exactly what he means when he says living well is the best revenge.

And you know what? He was right about the practical jokes too.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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