"... Isn't that... My shirt?" "Huh?! Then how did it end up in my locker?!" We both froze, my face turning red as I looked down at the baggy material. How could I not have noticed? And why did he have to walk in just now? Christian watched me, his face slightly red as he moved closer. I closed my eyes, waiting for the punch, the kick, the pain... But it never came. Instead, I felt something different. Soft lips on top of mine, moving slowly and sweetly. I opened my eyes. Christian Nelson, the most popular jock in the school, was currently making out with me in a gym locker room.

‼️Being Revised!‼️ He was a Monster. No one cared enough to get to know him. No one saw him as anything but a Monster. He was hated and feared. Never treated like a human he so desperately wanted to be. He was a out cast fighting inner demons and outer was just as tough. He was broken hiding from the light all the while falling farther into the darkness that was consuming him. They met and something bloomed from the ashes each hid in. He didn't see red eyes and white fangs but tears and silent screams. He saw someone worth seeing.