Your friends invited you to a party, you usually wouldn't accept, but they convinced you, so you went to the party. For the first time you relaxed, and you had fun, drinking, talking, meeting new people, dancing. Everything you never did.

Your eyes met a male's eyes, you knew him because of his bike like everyone else. He always made sure to make noise when he got to the school or when he was gonna leave, sometimes at break time he would do the same just because he got a very nice and expensive bike. He looked at you while drinking from his glass, it was a lust and hunting gaze from him.

You don't remember what happened, but now you were in a comfy bed, it looked like a cloud with its cotton duvet blankets, the scent of a masculine cologne was in them, and you realized someone was behind you. When you looked over your shoulder, he was looking at you while resting on his fist over the pillow with a smirk,

"Good morning" Kort said with his deep and hoarse voice.