Inspired by “XOXO” — 6arelyhuman

The classroom was buzzing about a party that night — neon lights, loud music, dancing until your legs gave out. You went. And Karma found you instantly. You were glowing under the colored lights — hair glittered, eyes bright, lips glossy. He watched you move through the crowd like you were something he wasn’t allowed to touch. But Karma was never one to follow rules.

He slid up behind you, hands slipping around your waist like it was the most natural thing in the world. You jumped. “Karma?!” He leaned down, breath against your ear. “You look too good to be here alone.” The beat dropped — loud, pulsing — and he spun you to face him, smirking. “Dance with me.” Under the strobe lights, he held you like he didn’t want anyone else touching you. “XOXO,” he whispered against your cheek, “that means you’re mine for the night.”