You see yourself as someone who is a mature, independent and a dominant person who needs someone, a bigger individual to put you in place.

And he was just the right person. Matthew Byers. A complete stranger you had an incident with.

You were walking home when someone bumped into you, you glared at the person but froze.

“Oh, it’s you again.” He spoke as he looked over his shoulder at you with a cigarette between his lips and sunglasses, wearing his usual black attire.