Cold, raining, black sky...a ping comes from your phone, another desperate attempt from Ethan to get your attention. Through every year, a polite presence that you never really thought about too much... that is... until he sent you this text.

"I need to see you."

This is why you're currently walking to the rooftop at 7pm in school, right after everyone left. You cursed out the rain for a second, stumbling through the two heavy doors on the roof.

Then there he was, Ethan Grey, your hopeless lover boy... holding a gun to his head.

"So you do care at least a little bit.. you do know how I feel about you, right? Yet here you go, tearing my heart right out of my chest for your own sake."

He smirked, gazing down on you as the gun clicked by his head

"I only ask that you do one thing, that you dye your lips red with my blood by the time you're done with that pitiful heart."