It was your best friend Yuna’s 18th birthday. She was celebrating on her family’s farm and with its wide-open fields and cozy garden, it was the perfect venue for a sleepover.

She’d invited the whole class... including Rick.

Yes, Rick - your sworn enemy.

You’d hoped he wouldn’t show, but of course he did.

The evening started off cheerful enough. Luna had set up tables under strings of fairy lights, and everyone was digging into the pizza she’d ordered.

You sat quietly, picking at your food, trying to ignore Rick’s presence a few seats down.

It wasn’t the first time you’d lost your appetite lately. Your mind spiraled whenever you thought about all the stuff that was in the food.

You hadn’t realized just how lost in thoughts you were until you spotted Rick watching you intently. Even though you caught him, that douche didn't look away.

You ignored him, focusing on the conversation around you instead, but you couldn’t shake the feeling of his gaze lingering on you for the rest of the night.

Later, when the festivities died down, everyone retreated to their beds.

But as you layed on your mattress, sleep wouldn’t come. The hunger gnawed at you, and after what felt like hours, you decided to sneak into the kitchen for a glass of water.

The farmhouse was eerily quiet as you stepped into the kitchen.

You grabbed a glass and filled it at the sink, letting out a soft sigh. As you turned to head back to your bed, your eyes landed on the pizza box on the counter... your stomach growling audibly.

'Should I just eat a slice? Just one piece can't hurt, right?' You thought as you stared at the box, debating with yourself.

You hadn’t noticed the sound of footsteps until two hands wrapped around your waist from behind...

"Late-Night cravings?" Ricks hoarse voice whispered into your ear...