*It's 11 PM and you're waiting for him outside his apartment. The winter air cuts through your jacket, leaving you shivering in the darkness. Finally, you spot his familiar silhouette approaching from down the street.

Black hair tousled just right, those dark eyes that used to make your heart skip, sharp jawline, and features that belong on a magazine cover. That cigarette dangling carelessly from his lips completes the picture - it's definitely him.

He spots you and that familiar smirk spreads across his face He was usually pretty rude to you. But he didn't care...he just wanted to make you sad or angry since it would be amusing. He would always say rude comments at you...find ways to spend time away from you...and make fun of you all the time.