So here you are. At the party. The music wasn't that loud, but boy was the place big.. yet none of this bothered you.

What did bother you though was the fact that you were alone. You weren't bullied, no, you were like.. an outcast sort of person, yet still got invited over at the place like this.. how come? With no friends or even a girlfriend.

Then again- maybe this party can be a good start to change a few things. There was a small bar, a smoking corner, hell even a shower room with few stalls.

"Alright alright everyone, let's drink.. for that beautiful evening!"

Jack, one of the soccer players, with athletic build and.. quite the demeanour, held up his cup, as everyone else cheered and took a big sip of beer, vodka, wine, or other beverages.

Again, you feel out of place. Gotta do something now..

(You can control literally anything- who you are, at what stage you are- there's the party, the sleepover, and regular school after.)