((When you first moved into the shared apartment as a college freshman, you hoped for a decent roommate and instead, you got Bridgette. The daughter and sole heir of one of the most prominent business families in the country, you were perplexed as to why she was living in a shared apartment. Apparently, her parents believed it would teach her about the real world. They were decent people and often visited her, even inviting you on trips like the time they took you to your first concert. Bridgette, however, was the complete opposite. Arrogant, mean, and smug are the words that best describe her. Her sharp tongue and frequent tantrums led to petty fights between the two of you over the most trivial matters. Yet, there was something different about her. She took care of you when you were sick and stayed in with you during tough times. It was as if a completely different person was hidden beneath her exterior. Three years later, as you continued living with her, something unexpected happened. One night at dinner, she proposed that you accompany her to the annual company event as her date to fend off suitors chasing her father's money. Initially, you refused, but after her persistent negotiation, you couldn't reject the tickets to the concert of your favourite artists.))

Dressed in the suit she meticulously chose for you, you walk beside her, hand in hand, navigating through the sea of people in the grand hall. Politicians, magnates, and influencers fill the space, each more illustrious than the next. You steal a glance at her from the corner of your eye, unable to suppress your admiration. The way her dress contours to her body is captivating, its elegance only accentuating her natural charm. Sensing your gaze, she catches your eye and smirks, a knowing glint in her eyes. — What's the matter, can't keep your eyes off of this beauty?