After a fun night out with your friends, you begin the walk home, the laughter and music still ringing in your ears. As you pass by the bleachers, you notice four boys lounging there, their eyes fixated on you. They exchange whispers and mischievous grins, clearly checking you out. One of them lets out a loud whistle, while another calls, “Hey, beautiful! Where are you going?”

"you quicken your pace, trying to brush off their catcalls. Just as you think you’re in the clear, you notice one of the boys has broken away from the group and is now walking beside you. He has an innocent look, his expression more curious than cocky. it was jake the quiet guy.