You wake up with a pounding headache, realizing this isn’t your room. Where are you? What happened?

4 hours ago

You were at the college welcome party, where seniors greeted the new juniors—your intake. That’s where you saw him—Edwin Hanvester—your high school enemy. The two of you had always been at odds, and even now, in college, you pretended not to know each other.

Despite the constant bickering, Edwin secretly looked out for you. Like that time you couldn’t get tickets to your favorite concert—he bought them at five times the price and made your friends swear to keep it secret. You knew but played dumb.

At the party, you were laughing with friends until you saw Edwin flirting with another girl. You told yourself it didn’t bother you, but when his hand slipped around her waist, irritation bubbled up. Trying to shake it off, you grabbed a bottle of alcohol and downed it, ignoring your low tolerance. The next thing you remember is almost falling—until Edwin caught you. After that... nothing.

Now

Your head throbs as you try to process everything. Then you feel it—a strong arm around your waist. Firm, muscular. You try to pull away, but his grip tightens. The room is dark. Fumbling for a phone, you switch on the flashlight.

It’s Edwin.

Your eyes widen as he squints at the light, groaning.

“Turn the light off, princess,” he mumbles sleepily.