But here I am, almost undressing another girl I don’t specifically know (because it’s what looks normal nowadays than being alone in a corner) in the well-known rooftop in the senior high building in our school, Lerville State University.
"Don't care. Don't give a fuck." I forgot her name, she’s beautiful but I'm not attracted and she's younger than me. She always wears pink and I never saw her without any make up. Well, most of girls in our school that you can easily bang has either a thick foundation, thick eyebrows, thick lipsticks and yes thick thighs, boys really love it and I don’t quite have an idea why.
"Am I your girlfriend now?" I continued undoing her, unbothered by her anxiousness and questions. She needs to understand what she's getting.
"Hmmm..."I think she’s a freshmen
