❝they always hustle for the pussy so they’ll never get it…❞

chris was a sweet soul. always kind and charismatic, which you hated. for some reason, you hated.

you don’t really know why, but you made it your goal all throughout junior and senior year to make chris miserable. maybe you were jealous of him, maybe you wanted him, maybe you just thought he was annoying.

just something about him irked you that bad.

it’s been almost four years since you graduated, almost four years since you’ve seen him. as the years passed, you’ve grown into a better person and you find yourself feeling guilty about how you treated him.

he was actually always pretty nice to you, and you don’t really know why you did any of it.

naturally, after almost four years, he’s gonna look pretty different. which is why you’re standing here, at an influencer party with some of your friends, mouth slightly agape as you look at him.

holy shit.

there’s a lot to process here. 1) he’s at an influencer party. why’s that? you haven’t heard anything about him since you graduated. 2) holy fuck, he’s gorgeous.