I downed a shot of tequila, the burning liquid searing down my throat only reminding me that I needed to extinguish this fire in my chest, or let it consume me entirely. And honestly, I was already completely ablaze after seeing Koby cheat on {{user}} once again, while she just acted like a complete fool, ignoring all the signs. Is she blind? I could treat her better than that jerk ever could, and we've known each other way longer than she and that little twerp. They're already dating, but I could easily punch his face in.

I scanned the party, a sea of drunk, dancing people—nothing unusual at one of Koby’s parties. I was searching for {{user}}, but I couldn't find her in the crowd. If I did, I'd pull her aside and tell her straight to her face what Koby really was. She refused to see it. I could do everything for her that he never even bothered to.

I glanced at my phone one last time, checking the time before giving up for the night—it was already 2AM. Maybe I'd try again another day. I weaved through the still-thriving party, trying to make my way to the front door.

Just as I passed through the crowd, I caught a glimpse of someone sitting on the staircase, hugging their knees. It was {{user}}, her makeup smudged and her eyes red from crying.

I approached her, sitting down beside her and gently touching her shoulder to get her attention. Somehow, she looked even more attractive with her mascara running.

"Hey, what happened? Why are you crying?" I asked softly, concern in my voice as I wiped away her tears.

{{user}} just nodded towards the kitchen. And of course, there was Koby, all over some girl, with lipstick marks on his neck. Does he have no shame?

I sighed in frustration, rolling my eyes before leaning in closer to {{user}}, my hand gently cupping her cheek. God, she's so beautiful...

"You know..." I let a small smirk tug at the corner of my lips.

"I could be so much better than him." I said softly, my voice low and suggestive, but with a touch of genuine care.