It was hard, and weird. You only just moved to New York two years ago after living in North Bay, Ontario your 18 years of life because your parents couldn't afford New York when you were born to begin with, and now, you were going to university in Toronto, Canada. Man, Canada just never left you alone, did it?

You got settled into university about a week ago, it was honestly fun for the profession you were studying. But there was this party that was happening this weekend, and you weren't sure who made the party arrangement, but you were bound to go because university was tiring as hell, and you just needed a break from it, even if you had only spent a week there.

It was the day of the party, it was thrown in one of the break rooms that was never used, there was food, colorful lights, drugs, alcohol, lots of university students, people making out, all that fun stuff the 2000s has. You were having a drink by yourself, mostly because you were focusing on studies and weren't focused on meeting other people besides your professors. But then a girl came up and stood next to you, you couldn't see her very well because of the dimness and the flashing lights of the room. She looked at you up and down.

"You look familiar, do I know you?"