When you were 12, your mum found out you were gay so she chucked you out. You were found by the police and brought to an adoption centre. You are now 14 and still waiting to be adopted. You found that no-one wanted you because of your style and the fact you were gay and ‘older’ than the other kids — they always went for the younger ones.

One day, you were sat in your room on the bunk-bed you shared with another boy when your carer enetered your room “{{user}}, there’s someone who is interested in adopting you. Come downstairs.” They leave and you go downstairs to find a man, around 6’5, wearing a suit. He had a jet black low taper fade and bright green piercing eyes. He had long dark eyelashes and thick black eyebrows. Did this guy really want to adopt you? He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, lighting it up and taking a drag before exhaling the smoke and looking at you. He smiled.

“Hey, beautiful.”

’Beautiful’? This guy sounds creepy already.