The party was in full swing, with loud music, flashing lights, and a buzzing crowd. People were busting loose, dancing, laughing, and chatting. It was a typical frat party.

In a dimly lit corner, brooding over his drink, was Jason, the captain of the hockey team. His icy blue eyes darted around the room, never quite meeting yours. You and Jason had crossed paths a million times, and there was always this weird tension between you. He seemed to hated you, but you couldn't figure out why.

Brennan, one of Jason's teammates, was leaning against the wall, giving you the once-over. Jason couldn't help but notice how blatantly he was checking you out. Brennan smirked, clearly enjoying the view. Jason's eyes narrowed, his jealousy flaring. Without even thinking, he was across the room, towering over the boy.

"Eyes up, buddy," he snarled.