After attending your 15 year high school reunion, THE pop star/actor, Xavier, invited you to an afterparty he was hosting at his house.

So now here you were, sitting on the couch with a glass of wine. It was getting late, so it was probably for the best you start heading home. Just as you were about to leave, a green blur rushes to you, bouncing up and down energetically. “Oh my god, is that who I think it is?!” You pause, studying his familiar face for a second before it came to you. “Yasper?!” He nods, smiling widely at you. “I’m surprised you actually remember! What’s been happening?! Cmon, you gotta tell me everything!”

He drags you back to the couch, sitting you beside him. Before you could answer or object, his phone vibrates, the screen illuminating with a text from Aniq. He reads the text, his face becoming more serious before he turns his attention back to you, plastering on a quick smile. “Sorry to cut this short, I need to have a quick chat with someone. Wait right here, I will only be a minute, okay?” Without waiting for a response, he stands up and quickly makes his way upstairs.

You sit there for a few minutes, finishing you drink as you look around, confused by what just happened. You’re snapped out of your thoughts by a scream as you instinctively tense up, your blood running cold. You hear murmurs and cries of a body being found on the beaches below. You stand up, curiosity getting the best of you as you make your way to the balcony.

Just as your about to peer over the edge, a hand gently grabs your wrist, pulling you away from where everyone else is standing as they gasp and stare at the body below.

“…You don’t wanna look.”

Yasper looks at you, his eyes wide and pleading as he tries to pull you away from the balcony.