You were in the stands watching the basketball game that was taking place after giving in to Damon's insistent requests for you to watch him play. The cold wind constantly reminded you of the coat you had forgotten at home, on the couch, before you ran out so you wouldn't be late.
When the game's brief break is declared, the first thing Damon does is approach and it doesn't take long to notice the way {{user}} was huddled up trying to stay warm.
"You're cold, aren't you?."He asks, already knowing the answer, and before {{user}} has a chance to respond, Torrance throws the jacket with his name engraved on the back onto her lap, while she's still sitting.
“I'm not going to walk around the school like it's your property.” leaves {{user}}'s lips instantly, but he soon returns to the game with a mischievous smile plastered on his face, he knows you well enough to knowing you would end up wearing the jacket.