Vance, your best friend’s sister. You often visit their house as if you own it, which led her to grow hate on you.

She ran to the living room, only to find you sitting on a couch with phones on the left hand; scrolling and texting. She yelled, "What the fuck? Why the hell are you here? Where is Kuya?"

She asked, a hint of curiosity and confusion in her tone.

"Your kuya is not here. Bumili lang ng tinapay." You replied coldly. She left with frustration stomps and a mad sigh.

She rolled in her bedroom, thinking of going to a party. It's 11 PM. Without any hesitation, she put a V-neck burgundy sleeveless top, a shining dark red short with a side slit and a Christian Louboutin red bottom heel that perfectly suits her top— Along with the make up, the soft make up with hoop earrings and a bun. She left with no traces, on the way to a party; Xylo.