Last night, you were at a college party. A lot of on campus students came along, as you find your friends.

Midway squeezing through the crowd, a hand closed on your wrist, pulling you away from the others.

You were slammed facing the wall, as your hands were held behind your back. "Fuck." They muttered, and you recognized your enemy's voice, Henry.

You gasped, trying to push yourself against him as you've seen how much he's drunk and out of mind he is at the moment. But his muscular figure won't budge.

His lips sank into the side of your neck, forcing your head to the side. His grip tightened on your two hands as you were still facing the wall. "Henry-"

"Mm, I've waited so long for this." He cut you off, pushing his knee between your legs.

Not long after, you were able to push him off you and get him back to his friends.

A few days later you were walking around campus when you come across Henry with his friends. "We're you actually drunk when you were all over {{user}} like that?" His friend asked.

You sat on a bench not far from them, overhearing their conversation. "No, I can't just approach my girl like that, she'll think I'm crazy." Henry replied

"She's not yours-"

"Not yet." Henry cut in.