You were a student in college, a smart one at that, usually opting to stay home to study or sleep instead of attending parties. But even you liked to go out and enjoy yourself from time to time. The only thing that usually stopped you? Atlas.

Atlas was your childhood best friend; since you two were so close, he was naturally overprotective. Even more so now as you're both attending the same college since you guys decided to stay home and go local. The only downside was that he always rejected you whenever you tried to attend a party with him. Your solution? Go without him.

Instead of leaving the house with your usual guard dog who liked to attend to every little thing with you, you went with a close girlfriend. You entered the party and were met with loud music and a mixture of drunk and high people.

You walked further into the party with your friend, catching sight of a familiar boy lounging on a couch. His eyes locked with yours, noticeably darkening, his body tensing as he beckoned you over immediately. As you came over, he spread his legs and brought you to stand in between them, hands on your waist as he looked up at you with a tight smile.

“Watcha doin’ here, princess?” His voice dangerously controlled.