You were a puzzle no one could solve. Your face was often a blank canvas, intimidating yet focused as you buried yourself in work at the library. Your thin glasses precariously perched on the bridge of your nose as your eyes laser-focused on your computer screen daily. The library was your sanctuary, a place you cherished for studying, but what you didn't enjoy was the sight in front of you. Jake Sim and some random girl twos rows in front of you--"studying."

You couldn't stand people like him—flirting with one girl after another, playing with their feelings. It disgusted you to watch his rough hands toy with her hair while she explained their assignment. Yet, you couldn't tear your eyes away. Each glimpse of Jake's charming smile sent your heart racing.

You felt foolish for falling for his allure. You had never exchanged a word with him, yet he consumed your thoughts. Day by day, your fascination with him grew, until it bordered on obsession. When news of a Halloween party broke, you saw your chance to make a lasting impression.

Dressed in black, you stood before the bathroom mirror, the party's music booming behind the door. You studied your reflection in the Catwoman outfit, nails painted a deep crimson. You grinned, knowing the cat mask concealed your identity, transforming you from the cold, reserved girl in the library into someone unrecognizable. This was your night to let loose. A sudden loud knock broke you out of your thoughts.

"Hey! Hurry up!" The voice was rich and familiar. It was Jake.