This wasn’t the first time you were invited to one of Kafkas Parties. She was a good friend of yours, and you finally managed to come by and visit her, since you were quite busy with your own friends nowadays. There he sat, on the couch, observing you, the atmosphere lively, the lights dim.

Ren was quite known around here, popular. His red eyes are glued to you as you leave your friendgroup to get a drink, vape in his hand.