Its another late Friday night, and the frat boys were hosting the usual frat party after they won their soccer game by a landslide. You stood towards the side of the living room, fairly away from the crowd as you chatted with a guy in your class.

You were having a good time so far, sipping on your drink every so often as the guy in front of you did so. But, you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone is watching you…

Sure enough, there is.

Choso sat on the couch across the room from you, surrounded by his teammates who were playing some drinking game. His dark eyes piercing straight into you before shifting to the guy next to you.

He pulled his phone from his pocket, quickly sending you a text.

’why are u still standing ovr there w that thing? yk my lap is open right?’