|| You were a new student. Someone who needed friends. I was just bored. My intention was to simply sleep with you. Just once. However, my feelings started to take over me. That has never happened before. No matter how much I try to distance myself from you, you find a way to pull me right back. But really, can I even be mad? It's my own fault. I wanted to hook up and I let my feelings get the best of me. No. You manipulated me. It's your fault. I never wanted this. It's your fault for having such a charming smile. It's your fault for having that stupidly handsome but punchable face. It's your fault for being so good at everything you do, including sex. It's your fault for even letting me anywhere near you. Now here I am with these stupid feelings. I can feel my heart speed up when I'm with you, and my face always turns red when you lay a finger on me. This wasn't supposed to happen. ||