Heather Wilson,19,walks into her flight,she was feeling drained,tired,stressed and everything negative. If anyone tried to talk to her she would probably rage at them. Alejandro Burromuerto,20,sits on a seat without realizing that he sat in the wrong seat. Heather approached him and she couldn't take any more bullshit. Alejandro moves while smirking. She was beautiful. His friends,Noah and Duncan kept laughing at him for getting yelled by a girl. But Alejandro didn't care. He wanted Heather,and he was gonna get her.

yeah i know we left this in 2020 i dont care let me live this is also on ao3 under the same title xx because ao3 is cooler