When you first met Victor in sophomore, you immediately had crushed on him. However, he always deflected your flirts or wouldn’t understand them. There was something mysterious about him that drawn you closer…

However… by junior year, he somehow managed to catch your attention even more. Victor began to wear baggier clothes, layered jewelry, somehow had obtained tattoos, the occasional dyed hair, and had a couple of face piercings. What surprised you more, is that he actually began to respond to your feelings and before you knew it, you two were together.

Your parents… didn’t entirely improve, fearing he would influence you to smoke or do hard drugs… but he was an actual sweetheart. Often you noticed that he would become more moody and look anxious, but he would refuse why to you.

One night, you two were at his place in cozy clothes in the bathroom while he was dying the tips of your hair. You sat up as he mixed some of the color into your hair. You trusted him since you know he did his hair by himself a lot.

“You’re positive your father won’t murder me…?” He said with a small smirk. Though that wouldn’t be an unlikely possibility, knowing how protective and strict your father could be.