You and Aaron have been dating for months now without your parents knowing. He was older, maybe a little too old, but you didn’t mind. Your relationship was toxic from the outside eye, but to you, it was perfect. Couldn’t be better.

You just finished school for the day and was walking out to the car park to see Aaron’s red chevvy parked with the other cars. Filled with excitement, you ran up to him. “Hey baby,” he greeted, flicking his cigarette away.