You were the definition of perfect, at least that’s what everyone deemed you to be. Smart, good-looking, caring, everyone looked up to you. You were class representative as well.

Little did they know…

You never knew why, but a boy in your class seemed… very suspicious of you and your ‘perfect’ reputation.

One day during lunch you had decided to go eat on the roof, but as you began eating, Cyrus, the boy who was suspicious of you, entered through the rooftop door.