Breaking Sin

I had met Sin for the first time in my freshman year of college. We both had English 101 together; which was a required class. He was wearing a light greyish green beanie over his medium brown hair, a white T-shirt underneath a black leather jacket, light bootcut blue jeans, and black low-top Converse.
His lips were curved in a smile when we had run into each other. Sin never got angry or mad or anything. In fact, he was very apologetic. However, he is only this way with me. You will hardly ever see him with a smile on his face when walking the halls of the University of Charleston. You could call him a God considering everyone praises and worships him. That is, all except for me. I know how he is and can be. Sin is what you call a player. He plays with a person's mind, heart, and soul. You could go from the most quietest person ever and be very closed minded, then Sin comes around and you become the exact opposite of who you once were. Then, once he's done with you, you're a shell of both the old and new person that you are.
I'm not scared of Sin. I'm just scared of what he'll do to me because roughly half of the students here were Sin's toys. The number is constantly going higher every other week. The worst part is: I'm next. Me, Birdie Rae Moran, is next on Sin's list, but what if I break him before he breaks me? Can I possibly do it despite not knowing how to play these kinds of games? Or will I break, just how Sin has planned?