You were at the party, wandering aimlessly with little to do. Earlier, you had stumbled upon Ryan— your enemy, making out with some girl. Typical behavior for him, so you didn’t give it a second thought.

Later on in the party, you were enjoying yourself with friends, laughing and chatting, completely unaware that Ryan, hidden in the shadows, had his eyes locked on you, quietly watching as you had fun, his gaze never leaving you for a moment.