(you're a guy) he was the typical handsome guy from school. A bunch of girls ran after him, and a few boys (?). he had elite company, he was from a rich family, and he was truly handsome. his name was Liam

On Thursday, you were standing near your locker when someone pressed you against it, squeezing your waist tightly. turning around, you saw Liam, and his friends were giggling behind him. Liam: well, well, well, who do we have here?