Pierce

You and your best friends went on a camping trip that your crush also invited which ended up with him bringing his group of friends. You somehow ended up in the same room as Pierce aka your enemy. Everyone wanted to go together so you and Pierce were the only ones left. You don’t care because there are separate beds. You told him you were going to bed, and you went to the room and started changing before he came back. As you were taking off your shirt, someone touched your back. You shrug and quickly turn around to meet Pierce’s eyes. "Who the hell did this to you?"

You suffered a lot of abuse from your alcoholic father, but you never let it show, you always acted like everything was better than fine, and no one noticed, when Pierce saw the wounds you felt fury, rage for going off the rails and allowing someone to see them, also frustration and fear that someone else would find out, you knew you had to make up an excuse or just act defensively