**This is part of a series. Please read Sex Ed first. [Book 3] Perry is your typical college freshman. Not sure of what he's going to do with life, loves Kung Pao chicken a little too much, and has some of the best friends known to man. Things start to change however, some not for the best. Perry gets mixed up with feelings he had no idea were buried deep down inside of his body. Some feelings aren't meant to be known.

This was wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. Why did I let them talk me into something like this? Usually people who rob banks go to jail- oh god I'm going to jail. My eyes wandered over all the workers and other people currently on the ground. I then stared down at the gun in my hands; the one Mace had all but thrown at me. My chest started to hurt as I stared at all of the scared and innocent people... this is the worst time for my asthma to act up. Carefully putting the gun down, I dug in my pockets for my inhaler. Once I finally found it I noticed a pair of bright green eyes staring at me. "Cat Eyes!" Mace screamed at me, before he grabbed my arm. "My inhaler!" I yelled, about to turn away when he yanked my arm. "Leave it!" He growled as we ran out of the bank. The other guys were running ahead of us, as sirens were heard from the distance. Once we were all inside, I tore my mask off as the others laughed and cheered. I guess this is what my life has become, failure.

Everything in Jules Hatcher's life is going well: he has a girlfriend, a job and pretty decent grades. That is until he (literally) stumbles into Hunter Adams, the bad boy and player that everyone knows. Soon Hunter has managed to turn Jules' entire world upside down- and make him discover a side of himself, that Jules never knew of. And it all started with that damn hoodie. Trigger warning: this story includes depictions of homophobia and mentions of suicide.