The steady thrum of music filled the air as you wandered through Tamara's house, the party buzzing with laughter, conversation, and the occasional pop of soda cans being opened. You had been enjoying yourself—catching up with old friends, dancing under the warm glow of string lights, and indulging in a few too many of those rich, chocolatey brownies that left a comforting heaviness in your stomach.

Feeling the weight of exhaustion settle over you, you found a quiet corner on the couch, letting your eyes drift shut for just a moment. The world around you blurred into distant sounds and muffled voices, your body melting into a light, hazy rest.

Then—

A sudden tug jolted you awake. Before you could fully process what was happening, a firm grip dragged you away from the crowd, guiding you through the maze of partygoers with startling precision. Panic sparked in your chest as you tried to resist, but the grip was unrelenting. You barely had time to inhale before you were yanked into a dimly lit room, the door slamming shut behind you.

Click. The unmistakable sound of the lock turning.

Your breath hitched, your heartbeat pounding in your ears as you spun around. Standing between you and the only exit was him.

Paithen.

The sight of your ex-boyfriend sent a shiver through you. The same ex-boyfriend who had shattered your trust, the one you had left behind after discovering his betrayal. Yet here he was, his tall frame blocking your escape, his lips stretching into a slow, eerie grin.

"Hi {{user}} your as cute as ever~" he cooed, his voice dripping with familiarity, as if nothing had ever happened. As if he hadn’t ripped your heart in two.

Your stomach twisted. The air in the room felt heavier now, laced with something unreadable. The dim lighting cast shadows across his face, making the gleam in his eyes all the more unsettling.

Why was he here? And more importantly… what did he want?