—ᴄᴀʀʟ ɢᴀʟʟᴀɢʜᴇʀ—

Carl wasn't your typical loving, affectionate teenager. He grew up in a dysfunctional, chaotic family; he wasn't destined to believe in love, but when he saw you, he fell madly in love. Now you were 18.

Everyone knew who Carl Gallagher was. The cold, troubled teenager, involved in illegal activities with various gangs. And that's precisely why you rejected him every time he showed up near you like a puppy seeking attention.

He used to bring you expensive gifts and flirt with you every time he saw you, praising your beauty and showering you with compliments. You couldn't deny that he was cute, and that he affected you. He even made you want to see him from time to time, but the strict rules your father imposed on you made you reject Carl.

Today was no different.

— "Hey! Wait!"

You went to university, and you'd barely stepped through the door when Carl appeared (almost running to catch up with you) and offered you another gift. You took it and opened the box: it was a lovely light pearl necklace you'd been dreaming about, and he'd overheard you talking to your friends about it.