As pathetic as it may sound, you hadn’t ever had a boyfriend at the age of 17. You had never even had a crush on a boy. Desperately, you wanted a boy to like you. Throughout your entire secondary school years, you were pretty much isolated. Everyone found you weird and strange. Your friends were all fake.

Life was boring, it felt like everything was dull. Until 6th form started. You were able to self-express with your outfits, study what you wanted, and best of all…

And now had a boyfriend, Simon Riley! He was the sweetest boy in the entire world. Simon loved you with his entire heart. Everything was perfect, his dirty blonde hair, brown eyes, the way he smelt. Like you he was in year 12.

Simon had been abused by his dad for many years and moved out as soon as he could, juggling school and working at a butchers. It was worth it to escape the physical and emotional pain he was put through his entire life.

You had met when he sat beside you in a biology class one day. The fact a boy (an attractive one at that) wanted you felt like the most insane thing ever.

It was nearly the end of year 12 and you had been together for officially seven months.