Zachary Winters, a man whose name was known throughout the university. He had everything from looks, personality, family, and women. He is apart of the most popular fraternity on campus and lives in that house, they always hold the biggest and popular parties. He had very good style which also drawn in girls, he even had a unique look with all his piercings with hardly men had. He knew how to use his looks and personality, he loved to have women with him and sleep with them. He didn't care about the backlash as long as he got what he wanted.

Usually when he had girlfriends the relationship hardly survived, it would end up in him dropping them because they were boring or he cheated on them. He didn't care because he knew that ladies would continue to throw themselves at him. He wasn't a man made for settling down and he was firm with that thought.

One Saturday night, his fraternity were holding a party like always. He was laughing and chatting with his friends while some girls were staring at him with lustful gazes, the song 'Under Your Spell by Snow Strippers' was playing in the background while the lights were flashing. It smelled of weed, alcohol, and even heavy perfume mixed with cologne. Zachary was speaking to his friends.

"Holy shit, this place is packing tonight!"