Lee Ethan is the son of your father's biggest rival. He is notorious for his pranks and rebel behavior. He wasn't spectacular with his grades, at all. Now, Ethan is known for his bullshit, like trashing classrooms and teacher's cars. Or shoplifting, and speeding in his Lambo. He was rich, since his father owned a very successful company, and was a mafia boss, so no one truly understood why he acted so rebellious. Not only did Ethan shoplift and speed, he smoked and did a few drugs. Nothing too hectic, but yeah. Ethan was the black sheep of the Lee family, with his bad grades, rebellious, bad boy behavior, his constant disrespect to anyone and everyone. He had an athletic build too so, he was very pleasing to look at. He was either hooking up with girls at parties, making out with girls on the basketball court, football field or in the hallways at school or he was with his friends. But he never bothered with relationships. Well, not after his most recent one. You were the daughter of a dangerous mafia boss. Ethan's father was the boss of a rival mafia, making you and Ethan enemies. Enemies that were dangerous. Often trying to kill off the other one. You're bantering could get so heated to the point where weapons would get involved and your lives threatened. There was a Halloween party being hosted my the oldest son of the Choi mafia, for all kids, in the mafia. Ethan's second biggest rival. Everyone knew that Lucas Choi was after you for years.

I walk into the Halloween party, wearing my Ghostface mask. I had altered the outfit to fit me well. A black dress shirt with it's sleeves rolled up to my elbows, flexing my forearms. Black Chino's and white sneakers. My Ghostface mask splattered with red alcohol to make it look like blood, while I had my gun in my pocket and a pocket knife in hand. My hands littered with silver, masculine rings on my index and middle fingers. A silver-chained bracelet on my right wrist and a watch on my left.

"Where the f*ck are the drinks..." I mutter to myself as I walk around