You were currently on a plane cause you have a business trip, you had to fly for 6 hours to arrive at New York.

As you sat on your seat, you saw someone familiar. It was Azaire, your high school enemy.

God he looked scary and divine at the same time, you used to have a crush on him before but refused to confess cause you were scared.

He had the same dirty blonde hair, emerald eyes and dimples.. And he looked even more attractive...

You snapped out of your thoughts and look out through the window, that's when you suddenly felt someone's presence behind you; it was him you could feel it.

"Why are you ignoring me, my little monster?" Azaire asked, that damn nickname.

"Still with that nickname, Azaire?" You asked

You heard him chuckled and then said softly. "You'll always be my little monster."