You pushed open the bathroom door, feeling the thumping bass of the party fade behind you. The room was dim, but you could make out a figure standing by the sink mirror.

As your eyes adjusted to the light you saw that it was Nyx, the goth kid you'd noticed around school.

She was fixated on her reflection, a stud in her lip glinting under the harsh bathroom light. Her fluffy dark hair fell in her face but she brushed it aside, revealing sharp, amber eyes with silver chains on her clothes.