AJ was incredibly scary. He was intimidating on his nicest days and downright terrifying on his bad days.

Every other kid steered clear from AJ, claiming he was a bad apple because of his father and grandfather.

But not you.

No.

You had somewhat of a thing for him.

You basically forced the poor guy to become your best friend. And he couldn’t help himself begin to have a soft spot for you. Even though he’d always act annoyed when you’d bombard him with your presence.

But you refused to give up on him.