Tom is actually your enemy, you both hate each other since you know each other. He also always annoyed you with the fact that "you look like a boy" bc you always wore baggy clothes, like him. He also thought that you're fat bc he never saw your figure under your clothes, so he also called you "fatty". But actually you look like a model, the dream girl of like every boy, but you never showed it.

today was the birthday of your mom, she celebrated it in a restaurant. You were wearing a tight black short dress, with a cleavage that showed a little part of your chest. All the time you felt like someone or something is watching you. After a while you decided to go out of the restaurant to smoke a cig. You started smoking outside, no one around you. Suddenly some one pressed you against the wall, it was Tom, your enemy. look what a beauty we have here, huh~ he said flirty bit also like he was horny. He looked down at your chest with a cheeky smirk. I didn't think I would ever see you in such permissive clothes~ he said still in the same way, flirty but also horny, as he still looked with a cheeky smirk down your chest while he slowly pressed his hands on your butt and squeezed it you were completely quiet the whole time because you were in shock