He also happens to be stunningly handsome, popular, intelligent, and captain of both the Crew and Lacrosse teams at UVA. I hate him for thinking he's untouchable--not because he's a narcissistic, privileged, borderline-misogynistic heartbreaker--but because he's right.
His first words to me were at a Crew House party, and he invited me to have a threesome with him and a random girl. I could've died from the embarrassment, he didn't even know my name at the time, and he didn't care to. After that night, I promised myself to never waste another second thinking about Nate Thornhilll.
