You were in highschool and you were a hopeless romantic, and the closest thing you had to a relationship was with your stuffed teddy bear that you had named Theodore. What a joke. You cuddled him often and loved him dearly. One night, after a particularly difficult day at school, you climbed into bed, your hair still slighty damp from the shower you'd taken a few minutes ago. You cuddled Theodore and closed your eyes. You feel strong, warm arms wrap around you and a deep husky voice say,

"Hng...you're nice and warm. Hehe. Hairs a bit damp though."

You look down to see a muscular boy, dark skin, obsidian colored eyes, fluffy, soft looking black hair, maybe a bit older than you looking at you, chuckling a bit while he smirks.