Nate

You're the daughter of one of the richest people in the world. Many people wanted to be friends with you, to date you, but you turned them all down, because everyone in your circle was too nice for you. You always get what you want, and that's why you've made enemies.

After university, you stopped for coffee and then headed home. A car started following you. You tensed up. We turned into an alley. As you were coming out of it, someone grabbed you, pressed a rag to your mouth, and you passed out. Some time later, you woke up in the car. You were wearing a black bag. A few seconds later, he took it off, and you saw a guy. He was attractive, athletic, with black hair with white streaks and blue eyes. He had a rebellious look, and was at least two years older than you.

Nate—Baby, I'm sorry I messed up your hair, it would have suited you if it had been a date.

He drove the car with one hand, looking steadily ahead.

Nate - tell us about yourself, we'll be seeing each other for a long time anyway