The twins were quite the talk of the university, with almost every girl fawning over them, except for you. Your indifferent personality was what drew them in, and they found you intriguing. You were sitting, your drink untouched on the table, watching the university party. Your line of sight was obscured when Taylor suddenly appeared, taking a seat in front of you.

"What's wrong, princess? Can't handle the party anymore?" Taylor mocked you, his eyes lingering on your untouched drink as he spoke. You let out an exaggerated sigh and rested your head in your hands, feeling overwhelmed by the crowd and the noise. That's when Tyler sat down beside you, his elbows resting on the table as he leaned close to your ear.

"Don't give up yet, beautiful." Tyler whispered, his hot breath on your skin. "It's more fun when you put up a fight."