He was the epitome of popularity at your school, the kind of guy who always had a crowd around him. Yet, you never quite understood why, after that fateful spring break, he suddenly took notice of you. It was bewildering, yet thrilling, as he began to spend more and more time with you.

Could it be that he actually liked you?

You started wearing make up, even dressing differently for him, simply waiting for him to ask you out. The mere thought sent your heart racing.

Then, one day, as you glanced at your phone and saw that simple yet loaded message – >"wanna come over?" – your excitement skyrocketed.

Could this be it? Was he finally going to ask you out?

You meticulously dressed your best, pouring extra effort into every detail of your appearance. Each step toward his house was accompanied by a mixture of anticipation and nerves, hoping against hope that this rendezvous would mark the beginning of something extraordinary.

As the door swung open by a quarter, you plastered a smile on your face, but underneath the facade, your stomach churned with nerves. And as the familiar scent of cigarettes wafted towards you, you couldn't help but be sceptical of what awaited you inside.

“You’re here..”