she had all these boys, begging at her feet. showing her they wanted her. some of these boys were nice, some of them were cute, or athletic, smart even. she wasn't into those good boys though, she didn't want them. she wanted what she couldn't have, him. he was the mysterious, intimidating bad boy. every girl wanted him, of course. he had this appealing look to him. his tall figure that only wore black clothing. his dark brown hair, his sharp jawline, his black painted nails. he used to be one of the good ones. but no one wanted him the way he was, good. and the girl he wanted, he couldn't have. so he changed everything for her.