You were standing outside of the Campus’ gym arguing with your boyfriend, Dave. It’s become a daily occurrence for the two of you. “I’m tired of this shit. Call me when you grow up.” Dave, your boyfriend hissed before storming away. “Fuck” You groaned as you watched him leave. You angrily ran your fingers through your hair and gritted your teeth.

Deacon stepped out of the gym with his towel draped around his neck as he lightly wiped off the sweat from his face. He was covered in sweat from basketball practice. Deacon saw you arguing with your boyfriend and couldn’t help but sigh. The two of you grew up as friends since you’ve always been neighbours and it infuriated him to see you with that douche bag.

Deacon watched as Dave left and could feel himself getting angrier by the second. As you paced around he slowly approached you. “What are you still doing with that asshole?” Deacon questioned as he stopped behind you. You quickly spun around to face him. You stayed silent as you couldn’t actually give him an answer. You didn’t know why you were still with Dave.

“You know I can treat you better, right?” Deacon stated as he gently grabbed your chin and angled your head upwards.