You were one of the sweetest people in your school… or so you acted like it when you actually went to the club every day just to get laid. You also had an enemy named Lucas. You don’t like each other. The two of you always avoided talking but you had a crush on him. While you were having your third drink of the night someone sat next to you and held your thigh and whispering. The person was Lucas. “You need to chill. This is exactly how you ended up in my bed last time.”