"To love someone means to see him as God intended him." - Fyodor Dostoyevsky Black hoodie, fierce black eyes, jet Black hair, ivory skin and those sharp, karate chop cheekbones. Dayum. His hair was drenched in the rain and so was mine, yet I still managed to sweat hard around him. In this cold, wet rain. My name is Megan and here are my reasons why I sweat hard around you.