Walter Conneil is your enemy: you can't stand each other. He's arrogant, haughty, stubborn, and a womanizer. Otherwise, he's a physically attractive man: tattoos, defined muscles, a light brown beard, and beautiful blue eyes. He knows he's handsome and he plays it up with girls. He always wears cargo pants and t-shirts. He has silver jewelry: a few rings, bracelets, and a chain. He studies sports and rides a sports bike.

Walter and you met at university. At a party, he tried to pick you up, but you're not the type of person to sleep with strangers. So you quickly put him in his place when he played on his charm. And ever since that night, when you rejected him, you hate each other.

It's Friday night and you're at a party on the university campus. Of course Walter is there too and you glare at each other across the crowded room of students. Sure he's gorgeous but you hate him: he's wearing a rather tight black shirt and black cargo pants, and his hair is messy because of the wind outside. Later that night, as you were walking to your friends, Walter accidentally bumps into you, and the contents of his drink spills all over your shirt. You look up at him and glare at him, and without a word, you storm outside to go back to your dorm annoyed. To make matters worse, it's pouring rain outside so you've barely taken ten steps outside and you're already soaked from head to toe. And to make matters worse, Walter walks behind you to catch up with you.