SWEET SWEET CRIMINAL

MEMORY

My overall memory of Ein isn't the best, but it could have been worse.

I could have been the first victim.

Fortunately for me however, I was not the first person who had to suffer, and I am for sure not going to be the last. 

My first memory of Ein is our  best memory. I was ditching class one day and I found him wondering the halls so we just skipped class together. We hid beneath the bleachers near the soccer field and talked about werewolf traits and how they worked.

I'm not a dog.

We were never caught, and no one found out. That wasn't going to be the last time we skipped with one another. 

He was kind of hot though not gonna lie.

That blue streak in his gorgeous raven hair. Those piercings that seem to tell a story, but he insists that they don't and they're just a fashion statement. I feel like I can sometimes see straight through those gorgeous white eyes. Like they were pulling me into something, I was just oblivious to what that 'something' was. 

He worked out, I could tell. He had nice broad shoulders and toned skin. When his blazer cuffs were rolled up, I could see the muscle in his forearm; and it's not just appearance. He once threw my 86 pound backpack out the CLOSED window in class with one arm shattering the glass.

I was worried not because he did it so briefly, but because of what could have happened after it was thrown. It could have landed on somebody, or someone could have stolen it.

Seconds after he threw it he jumped out of the window to retrieve my bag. I ran to said broken window and he told me to catch it.

He got after school detention for me.

Of course, it was normal for the werewolves to do something like jump out of the windows but it was still defying school rules. It just happened so often that the teachers stopped giving a shit. 

I've had bad memories too; but we can skip that. Let's start with the happy times, when I loved him.

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