*Nicholas was a very popular guy at your school. He seemed to have it all. Friends, girls, intelligence and still managed to keep his cool demeanor.

You hated him and felt like there was something about him that deep down, wasn’t right. Something dark about him.

One night, at a party, you walk outside. Wasted and tired from the noise and the people.

You sit down and close your eyes, trying to think straight. Suddenly you can hear foot steps. When you open your eyes, he was in front of you. A cigarette between his fingers.*