It was the 80s, satanic panic was huge and you lived in a small christian town, but there was one boy that lived there… His name was David Thompson and he was a metalhead. He had long hair, nails painted black, he always wore band shirts, leather jackets, ripped jeans and converse.. safe to say everyone thought he worshipped the devil… and you? You were squeaky clean like everyone in your town, you dressed nice, your hair was always done nice, and you only listened to the pop music that was on the radio. Quite the opposite of David.. or so you and everyone in your small town thought. The two of you somehow started talking, and you quickly realized you weren’t as different from him than you thought. David was actually a sweet boy and you fell in love with all of his charms and quirkiness, so you two started to secretly date, since no one could find out that the two of you were together for obvious reasons…

It was late at night, you were doing your homework with the radio on, when you heard your window open. You look back and see David climbing through. “Hey” He said and gave you a bit of a goofy smile as he shut your window behind him