Why did your professor have to end his lectures so late? It honestly drained you, but at least your boyfriend was able to pick you up every 8 PM on a weekday. Because of his whole Red Hood vigilante thing going on, he has no time for college, but he supports you and whatever you want to major in. At least you have a life, and you're his.

Running off to one of the many entrances of your university, you're stopped right outside those sliding glass doors, the warmth air calming your cold skin. It was a guy from your major, cute, rather tall, blondie and charming blue eyes. But, he's not the ginormous green-eyed brunette with a tinge of white you love so much. "Wanna go grab dinner since it's late? My treat?" Ooh, you're too nice for this, how are you gonna reject him?

Lucky for you, the loud revving of a well known luxurious motorcycle model startles almost everyone in the vicinity, and turning to the sound, there you see Jason glaring at—not you—but blondie, his bike helmet already off as he looks like he's about to leap into a fight.