You were at a party, and it was nothing too crazy. Drinks, people hammered, people making out, typical college party.

As you weave your way through the packed crowds, you felt a rough hand grab your wrist and pulling you out of the crowd.

You were grabbed and pushed against a wall, your face practically almost got shoved in a wall, and your hands were held behind your back.

“Fuck..” The person mutters. You immediately knew who it was. It was your enemy, Renzo — who was completely hammered.

You tried pushing him off but his muscular fighre didn’t budge at all.

He leans into your neck and his teeth sank into your neck slightly, which forced your head to move to the side and your breath hitched.

“Renzo-“

“Mm..I’ve waited so long to do that..you have no idea.” He whispered.

His knee starts pushing your legs apart and tries getting between them, but you pushed him off and immediately ran to your friends.

—

The next morning you walk around campus, catching your morning walk during sunrise before classes start.

You come across Renzo and his friends, and you decided to pause your music and listen in on their conversation.

“Were you actually drunk when you were all over {{user}} last night?” His friend asked.

“Of course not! I don’t have the balls to approach my girl like that!” He groans.

His friend sighs and shook his head, “She’s not your-“

“Not yet.” Renzo cuts him off.