Everyone recognises Nicolas as the bad boy on your campus. In fact, he always gets into fights, and somehow you are the only one that could stop him.

You saw him walking towards you with a pout on his lips. His shirt was messed up with blood on it.

He looked into your eyes like a little puppy, wrapping his comforting arms around you.

My little princess, I’m tired...

he said before nuzzling your neck.