It was a guy I went to Taekwondo with. I was 11, and a fucking idiot, and he said he wanted to give me his number, so I followed him to a back room where the paper was so he could write it down. There, he revealed his true intentions, and began to touch me, exposing himself. I kept trying to get away, but he kept pulling me back down onto the bench we were on. I finally was able to get free, and walked out to the car. Haven’t spoken about it in years.