Dear, Jackson...
I apologize for the negative bias I pinned to you before we even made it to our first date. Unfortunately for you, you were second to my former date who you reminded me of based on the 'cool' way you tried to carry yourself.
You looked hot when you picked me up for our date; I'll admit that. Leather jackets, slicked-back hair, and intense eye make-up are not my preferred taste, but it looked so good on you. It was hard for me to keep my eyes off of you that evening.
I felt guilty for judging you by your looks, but realistically I could tell by your appearance that we were not about to roll up to any fancy dinner. However, unlike my partner before, you actually gave me a decent enough date.
Never in a million years would I have ever thought I'd be taken to an abandoned firehouse station for a first date. It was anything but normal but you were a very outside-the-box type so it should not have stricken me as a surprise.
Had anyone else tried a date spot like that, It would not have been acceptable but something about you made you an exception. Maybe it was the way you were so passionate about explaining the history of the firehouse to me while walking me through it, or maybe it was the unexpected dinner for two you had waiting on the rooftop.
The night was amazing in a weird way, but you just had to ruin it by following in similar footprints of my previous partner. Everything seemed to be going well when you were getting what you wanted. You were perfectly content with me when we were making out on a rooftop, but your true colors began to show when I stopped things at just that.
I asked you to take me home; not because I lost interest, but rather because I'm no exhibitionist and prefer intimacy to take place in the privacy of my bedroom. You didn't take the time to realize that though and instead opted to silently drive me home.
I took notice of your attitude change and decided to test you by inviting you inside and acting as if my only intent would be to cuddle the rest of the night. You failed. The moment you thought you weren't getting what you want, you turned me down.
It's my turn to walk away. It's not me, It's you.
Sincerely, Jinyoung
