Michael had jet black hair and an ear-piercing hanging from his ear. He rode a black motorcycle he had named the "The Skrill" after his favorite pet chameleon. His parents were divorced but Michael didn't take advantage of them over it. Even if he looked dangerous on the outside, Michael was someone of a kind nature. He listened to his teachers and treated his peers fairly and well.
In fact, Michael was the best student in his physics class and the captain of his basketball team. He didn't mold into any category, he was the best of both worlds. In his downtime he even did charity work.
Michael was quite a looker and naturally attracted a lot of female attention wherever he went. He had already dated four hot girls during his freshmen year, even dated two girls at the same time and had a threesome with them but no one considered him to be a jackass womanizer. Michael was a sensitive and kind guy. Even if he had sex nearly every day, he respected women. If a girl was feeling uncomfortable, he always took consideration to her. He was a gentleman like that.
Michael's life was going well but then the most unexpected thing happened.
He got hit in the head by a basketball and blackened out. When he opened his eyes again, he felt lightning strike his heart.
"Are you okay?" the beautiful girl with the bluest eyes he had ever seen asked.
Michael could only smile before he lost his consciousness again.
When he woke up the next day, he was in his bed and the girl was nowhere to be seen.