Okay, the beginning of your first relationship hadn't started the way you always hoped. Being young and dumb, your feelings were dragged up far too high the second you laid eyes on Niccolo at some party and your delusion had you believing it was okay to serve as some secret to the school's hottest senior. And as time seemed to pass, the reality crumbled down your wall of naive to send a glimpse of just how.. awful this 'love' made you feel. Not only would Nicco keep you in the dark, unwanting of you to meet his friends or family, but in the time you two actually spent together like a normal couple, he'd grow picky on the smallest things about you: how you wore your hair, how much you talked, how your laugh could be loud even. The final straw came when you two were doing some summer shopping, skimming through various bathing suits and picking out the favorites — which the beautiful eyed boy disregarded your options just to buy only his options for you. In his words, they 'were too much' and enough for you to leave the store, and this complicated situationship.

However now, not even three hours later, you opened the door of your apartment to see the same Govender holding up a bouquet of roses in his arm, and the petite pink bag of your bathing suit options in the other. Those unfairly pretty eyes swirled with regret of losing you (even for the short period of time), yet his lips held a gentle smirk at just seeing your face again.

"Baby, c'mon.. you know I didn't mean it like that. Don't ruin this good thing we have, hm?"