when you were 18, you fell in love. it was a love you had never experienced before, it consumed you entirely. dean was older than you but you ignored that, too in love with him to care. he promised he’d never leave, that you were the one for him, his forever.

then he left in the middle of a random night. you woke up to find the impala you spent so many nights in gone and his drawers empty. you’d never experienced heartbreak like that before. you did everything to find him, calling other hunters, even going to the college his brother was at, only to find that Sam had dropped out, disappearing with his brother.

it’s been four years now and you’ve tried to move on. you moved out of that old apartment and into the city with your friends, getting into your dream school. you haven’t been with anyone since, too scared to have your heart broken again. you’re walking home from class with one of your friends as she rambles about some hot guy she met, when suddenly she stops in her tracks. “who’s that?”