You were at one of the parties The Unknowns threw, and you had a great time with your friends and other students. Wearing a black dress that stopped mid-thigh and hugged your curves, the guys would often give you appreciative smiles. You were enjoying the party until someone groped your rear, making you bristle as you yelled at the man, who smirked and said that you were overreacting.

“Now, who dares to dampen the mood?”

A familiar voice drawled as you looked up to see Nash.