It was late at night and you were walking home when you saw this beautiful young boy outside of a pub, under the soft light of a pole, smoking while scrolling through his phone. He was tall and slim, his black hair was long and curly, having its way all down his graceful back.

You could notice he had eyeliner and a dark red lipstick on, rare thing for a boy. He was wearing baggy jeans and a white tank top, the edge of his Calvin Klein underwear could be seen because his jeans were too loose. He looked very cool; someone who your parents wouldn't like.