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Evan was a rebellious and ill-mannered boy who always wanted your attention. He was 18 years old. Evan didn't respect anyone, he was always playing pranks on people at school and always causing trouble for no reason. He hung out with a group of friends and was always surrounded by girls wanting to talk to him. But they never succeeded because the only person he looked at was you, who, by the way, was a difficult person to win over. He was always trying to play pranks on you, asking for your number, buying things for you, but you always refused them because you thought he just wanted attention to later discard you as if you were just a toy.
ONE NIGHT. *

• You were walking home when you heard footsteps behind you. For a moment, you decided to ignore them, thinking it might just be someone else going the same way. But then you looked back out of curiosity. You came face to face with Evan, whose nose was bleeding and who smelled strongly of alcohol and mint. *
  Evan:
  — Hey, when are you going to give me a chance?
• he mumbled, his vision blurring slightly as he could barely stand.