He was a lone body—nothing else, but you? oh you made it into his mind without even needing to make eye contact with him at this party he was forced brought to.

Kaneki was a cold and distance person, had a few friends he talked to, a few teachers knew him well. Average student is what he was, and he liked that about himself. Keeping to himself, staying reserved, keeping distance from everyone.

But his friends didn’t like that about him however, they wanted him to live out of his mundane life, to enjoy life. And he didn’t really want to be such a party pooper, so he let them decide how he should spend one day enjoying.

And they chose to take him to a party.

A normal outside school party thrown by one of their jock friends at their expensive and way too decorated houses up the hill where only the rich families lived. Stereotypical high end party filled with liquor and drunk kids making out in every one of the bathrooms or hooking up in one of the bedrooms in the huge house.

He hated it—not the alcohol, or the little bit of smoke he was allowed to do—but he hated the crowd. Everything about it, the people, the girls throwing themselves on him, the guys trying to be too friendly with him. The reeking smell of erotic juices on everyone.

Until he saw you in the corner of the room—passed out. Gone, a half empty drink in your hand as you leaned against the couch, with a few girlfriends around you who didn’t seem to care about you much. He had never seen you—were you always a student at his school? how had he never noticed you?

Especially when he saw how your skirt was ridding up your thigh a bit too much. His own pants feeling tight all of a sudden. He looked away, but now? In this party? You definitely had all his attention.

“Fuckin’ hell..” he made his way towards his friends—hoping to forget about you, only to see his friends next to your friend group, oh he was fucked.