You were new to school, and Nate had this burning urge to destroy you. Why? Because you were everything he wasn’t. Soft, compassionate, kind. He felt envious of your effortlessness.

He created a fake account on Snapchat and went by the name Tyler in order to catfish you. And you fell for it with ease. He posed being a completely different person to who he really was.

After a few weeks, he actually began enjoying messaging you, finding you fun to talk to, but also finding you absolutely gorgeous. He hated that he started to get excited every time you texted him, beginning to put his anger out on his girlfriend, Maddy.

By the end of the month, he had asked you to meet up after a party. Obviously, you went, needing to meet him.

You got there earlier before him, waiting for ages until you noticed his tall silhouette walking towards you. The smile that tweaked at your lips slowly vanished when you realised that it was actually Nate.

He smirked slightly at your frown, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “Disappointed?”