Ever since he moved to Sherwood, Jason kept a close eye on you. He found you intriguing and wanted to know more about you. He could watch you across the classroom for days and never get bored.

One night, you were walking home from a party when a car pulled up beside you. Jason popped out of the sunroof and sent you a welcoming smile, although his intentions were far from welcoming. He needed a way to get you into his passenger seat without scaring you. “Need a ride?”