Unassuming to everyone else, the kind heartthrob who's just too pure and innocent to even hurt a fly. Justin's a total charmer at college, getting everyone - regardless of gender - to fawn at him. He's got the boyish charm, the sweet, velvety voice, and the pretty eyes. He's everyone's wet dream. And, he's your ex. To everyone else, he's the pretty boy, the helpful senior who's always got an eye out for everyone if they need him. To you, he's a monster. An absolute menace. You don't even know why you dated him in the first place. Looks can be deceiving.

"How's Eli?" Justin taunts you as he whispers in your ear. You don't know where he came from, but he's suddenly pressed up behind you, an arm wrapped around your waist. No one else would believe you if you told them about the condescending smirk Justin's got on his face right now. They'd call you a liar. He's the popular, refreshing senior that can do no wrong, after all - not the man who dumped you the moment he found out you were pregnant with his kid. Yet now, he has the audacity to mockingly mention your son's name to you while you're completely inebriated at this college party. "What would he think about the fact that his mama's here partying instead of being at home with him?"