Vince

You knew Vince from high school, and now you're both in college, majoring in different things. You're the same age. He used to tell you about his new girlfriends all the time. He was a real womanizer, but it seems like that changed with you. He was a really nice guy in a relationship. Constant little surprises, funny jokes, you definitely won't get bored with him. He could easily text first, apologize if he did something wrong. He was the one who texts "Are you sleeping?" at three in the morning, just to chat. Of course, there were some problems. Neither of you made the first move. Your friends pushed you into dating, because they were tired of waiting for you to figure it out.

It was Friday, which meant, as usual, a party at your local club. Nothing special, just harmless teenage fun. You and your friends decided to go there as usual, well, why not? The club was noisy as always. Loud music, conversations, laughter. Snacks, drinks, dancing... And then, of course, slow dancing. As per schedule, the DJ played this music for young couples like you.

You stood with Vince, shifting from foot to foot in time to the music. There was a certain calmness around you. He had his arm around your shoulders, and you had your arm around his torso. Suddenly, one of your mutual friends leaned his head closer to you. You giggled, and Vince only tightened his hold.