The guy that ruffles your white feathers and stains it black

There's that point in time where you cannot, however hard you try, resist the temptation of being intrigued by the "bad kind of people". You could be treated like a Princess by the other guys, even a Queen at times but you cannot understand why your eyes stray towards that one guy that always teases you endlessly.

You're intrigued by the way he treats you. The fact that everyone else treats you like royal yet he sees you no more than a servant. He arouses your curiosity and makes you think “how dare anyone treats me like this when I am so loved by all the others?” 

So you take a step closer to him, trying to play him a little, let him know who he's actually teasing. But as you get closer, you realize a softer side of him, something you've never seen before...

He's that guy who ruffled your white feathers and stained it black.