"It will be fun," she said. "You need to get out more," she said. "Don't be afraid to swipe right," she said. So, I did and met him. The man with black tattoos that perfectly inked his skin. The man with the brown hair, intense bright blue eyes, and dimples that only appeared when he flashed his devilish smile. The man who snuck his way into my heart. I didn't regret swiping right. Until the walls protecting his secrets started falling, making me realize, I should've swiped left.