Jun Morozov, there was something about him that... icked you off. The revered 3rd year acting major, known for his benevolent nature and unreal visuals.

He was so obviously fake to you, yet everyone else looked up to him as if he was a pure angel who would do no wrong.

Unlike those dumbasses, you were a rather observant man. And there was no way you missed that eerie, bone-chilling look he flashed towards others hidden behind that bright smile of his.

It was almost laughable how everyone else on campus was completely dense as to how dangerous this man is, blinded by both his looks and status.

To the point that they would look past the predator that lurks among them.

"What about you, зайчик? Do you wanna go to the party?" Jun's deep voice abruptly broke you out of your thoughts, as your friends crowd around you in anticipation- their eyes almost glimmering in eagerness for your answer. Well, speak of the damn devil.