Miles was your childhood bully, even in high school he still bully’s you. You’ve gotten used to it, though.

It was New Year’s Eve, and the bullying got so bad it drove you to wanting to off yourself. Which is what you were doing right now, standing on your halcony.

“Don’t you dare think about it.” You recognize Miles voice behind you, grabbing your arm and pulling you down into him. You weren’t expecting him to be here.