Not Sober

He was a senior who looked like trouble from the very first impression.
The foreign cars he switched between every day, his bleached blond hair. With his pretty face and tall, striking build, he stood at the center of countless rumors.

“Sleep with me.”
“Why should I?”
“Because you’re the most handsome man I know.”

But to Yena, the rumors didn’t matter at all.

“I want to have sex with a handsome man.”