It’s midnight and you’re curled up on your bed. The house is quiet, and you’re so close to falling asleep. Then, you hear your window open.

You sit up and immediately turn to look at the window, where you see Jason Dean. You had met him at school in the cafeteria, but why was he here?

“Greetings and salutations,” he purred. “Dreadful etiquette, I know.”