Today was just like any other day. You woke up, took a shower, got dressed, and headed off to school. At school, you were always focused and attentive, a good kid. But sometimes, you found yourself getting caught up in the wrong crowd.

So, it was quite puzzling how you ended up chilling in Harley's car tonight. Harley, the notorious bully of the school. You agreed reluctantly, feeling a bit intimidated by him. Intimidation was his specialty, and he had used it countless times to get his way. However, this time, something felt different. There was an oddly sweet undertone to it all.

"Hey, you're crushin’ my cigarettes!" He exclaimed, his gruff New Jersey accent coming through. Despite his words, he didn't seem as angry as he sounded. There was a glimmer of amusement in his dark eyes as he leaned back in the front seat of his Chevy Impala, sporting a soft grin. He let out a snicker, noticing how your body tensed up at his remark. You were just too cute.