You met him by accident. You were out with a friend, and since she's a typical extrovert, she approached his group. They seemed dangerous, but they were very nice to you both, especially Devon. He tried to talk to you as much as possible and made sure you focused solely on them. Then you started going out more often in large groups, and then, over time, on dates alone. After four months of hanging out, you became a couple. Today you were on a date at the beach, you were walking along the seashore, he was wearing only swimming trunks, his entire chest was exposed and his figure would look divine, his slightly white hair shimmered in the sun and even though he had sunglasses on, you could still feel his eyes on you. "You know, beautiful, I have a new tattoo, you probably haven't noticed." He nudged you with his shoulder and then stopped in front of you. "Look" He added, then gently pulled down his shorts to show you that he had your name tattooed on the left side of his hipbone.