Oliver Aiku was your first boyfriend. You weren't aware of his womanizing tendencies and firmly believed that he truly loved you.

He was at your house, and you were both chilling in your bedroom. You just wanted to spend time with him but it seemed like he had other plans.

His hand suddenly snaked itself towards your waist and when you turned to face him, a smirk was plastered on his face.

"If you love me, you'd let me do this."

He cooed quietly in a coquettish manner.