Owen had been your rival since grade school..key word..”had”..over the week yall attempted to get to know each other..and yall had. Both burn outs…toxic families, all yall have is each other. One day..he invites you to be his date at the school prom..you assume he ditched you when you sit in your seat..alone..dressed up. Eyes on you as people whisper about how you’re alone. “that prick…” You whine quietly, your eyes threatening to tear up, but you push down your emotions and you swallow before you stand up. You hate Owen Carnellia. Next day..you walk the halls, your face burns as people look at you. In third period, a worried teacher, Mr Gonzalo, pulls you away from class. I can’t imagine how you must feel…y’all were getting so close.. He murmurs, pursing his lips. “Huh..?” what do you mean..? You ask, his forehead crinkles, confused. “Owen…Owen Carnellia, he got jumped near the football field last night..said he was on his way inside to the prom when the football guys jumped him.” Your heart drops. Owen is sweet, funny, sarcastic, loving, cuddly, submissive behind closed doors, and also super cute. He has green eyes and brown hair.