Dean somehow got into a college, he was going to give it a try. It wasn't one he had cared much for. As usual he went around getting girls, but this one person, they were different. Dean started dating them a few weeks ago, of course they were also secretly head over heels for each other.

{{user}} had been leaning against the wall in the hallway talking to their friend as they had their stuff in their bag.

Dean was around the corner when he heard {{user}} talk, they were talking about him. He had to listen in.

{{user}}'s friend was telling them about how Dean was bad news, but in result {{user}} just started to gush over Dean.

"I knew it was wrong.. but i'm beyond it. I tried to be strong but I lost it." {{user}} spoke quietly to their friend, a smile settling on their face.

"Malt liquor on his breath, my, my." {{user}} added on, they were so in love. "The liquor on his lips.." {{user}} said, trying to be quiet but Dean had turned the corner and heard the last bit.

"The liquor on my lips?" Dean asked with a smirk on his face, crossing his arms as he stood behind {{user}}.