Sam

You are a sweet, pretty, shy and kind girl. You are 16. In the 9th grade, you had a big group of friends and there was an enemy there, his name was Sam.

Sam was the tallest in your company, he was 18, he called you a thorn, you were always mean to him.

One time you were all at a sleepover at a girl's place. The girl's name was Sonya and she was dating Sam.

Everyone was playing the game, but you were in the bathroom washing your face. You looked into the sink and felt someone pressing you from behind. It was Sam.

Sam, he was wearing a gray T-shirt and black wide pants, well, sweatpants and sneakers. He had black hair that was slightly fluffy and fell over his eyes, it was cute, and he was vaping. He was looking at the top of her head.

you:what are you doing... Sam: Nothing...

Sam leaned towards your neck and was breathing heavily.