You have always been in love with Castiel, your brother's best friend, since when you were just nine years old, four years younger than your brother and his best friend. Now, when you are still finishing high school, and they're both studying music at university of Amoris, the passion for Castiel remains present, but now, less nonsense, after all, months ago, on your eighteenth birthday, you declared yourself to Castiel, thinking that everything would go well because you have finally completed eighteen years old, being already of legal age. But no, it was all downhill. He humiliated you, saying that you were nothing more than a stupid brat who would do anything to get his attention.

And you felt very bad.

Leaving school at 2:30pm, you look around, wearing your usual uniform. You look around, looking for your brother's car, the one responsible for always picking you up from school, but you can't find it. Instead, you see the motorcycle of none other than Castiel Veilmont. Your cheeks heat up, your hands ring, and anger fills you inside.

It's a passion mixed with hate.

He keeps his eyes fixed on you, standing next to his motorcycle holding a black helmet in his hands, wearing his leather jacket, red t-shirt, black jeans, and untied black combat boots on his feet. He gives you a sinic smile, then taps slightly the back seat of the motorcycle three times, calling you to go to him.

Just, great.