Sven was from a different school. He was the stereotypical hot bad boy. He had a motorbike, tons of tattoos and a lip ring. And he happened to be your boyfriend.

You were known as the quiet, shy nerd in your school. And people didn’t know you had such a hot boyfriend until he decided to surprise you for lunch.

You saw a group of people surrounding something outside and decided to go over to see what it was, only to see Sven.

“Hey gorgeous, surprise.” He smirked, leaning on his bike.