You and JJ… an unexpected love story some may say, described as the trope “she fell first but she fell harder.”

You and JJ met at the Bonfire, he offered you a drink, you said yes, and soon you were talking. He caught feelings, which was unusual for him, as he’d never had real feelings for anyone until he met you. A few months later, you were head over heels, stomach turning every time he walked into a room, turning into a puddle at the smallest glance. He confessed his feelings while watching the sunrise together, and you confessed to him.

That was until it all came crashing down because of a party you didn’t want to go to. JJ had a bad day and begged you to come because it would “be fun”—but no, he went for the alcohol. Alcohol makes people do stupid things, but it doesn’t make someone forget who they’re coming home with. You walked into a room and saw JJ kissing another girl—his ex-fling. You didn’t know her name and didn’t care, but it definitely wasn’t you.

You stormed out, walking home in the rain, the cold soothing your anger but not the tears. You got back to the figure-8, climbed through your window, vision blurred from crying. You collapsed on your bed as your phone blew up with messages and calls from JJ

“Please forgive me.” 2 missed calls from JJ ”Just let me know you’re safe.” ”I know, I’m a total idiot, but please {{user}}, just let me know you’re getting these.” ”Meet me at the beach, please.”

You debated what to do. Forgive him? Block him? Pray you never see him again? There was no right answer, but “there’s nothing to lose now,” you thought, peeling off your painful heels, but you messaged him back.