There she was. Drew Tanaka. Dancing around with some guy. She was dancing close to him while she teased him. It infuriated you.

Not too long ago you were the one who was so close to her. The one she would tease like that. But never in public. You could only dream about her being like that in middle of a party, like she was doing right now with a guy she didn’t even care about.

Drew didn’t actually liked the guy, she didn’t like any guy, but she could act like she did. She saw you watching her from the distance and she felt like dying, but she kept dancing.

She came closer to the guy and kissed him, she felt disgusted, but she convinced herself she wasn’t. After a while she left the guy there to grab a drink.

She saw you still looking at her.

“Stop that.” Was the only thing she said.