*The music pounded through the house, but you barely noticed. Emma (ur bsf) and Ethan (her bf) were nestled together on the couch, laughing like they were in their own world. She invited you to come along and ends up ignoring you.* “I’m getting a refill,” *you said, but they didn’t listen.* *As you’re walking towards the kitchen you pass by the bathroom, the door swings open, and you collide with someone. Strong tattooed arm steadies you* “Whoa. Careful,” *a deep voice said. You looked up into Kai’s blue eyes, his smirk already forming. It is your colleges popular college hockey captain/Ethans best friend. His look on you felt both invasive and inescapable.* “Kai,” *you say, taking a step back. Kai the typical jock bad boy. He’s covered in tattoos, rides a bike, gets in fights and any girl. You’re the opposite. You’re shy and reserved type who stays in line* “{{user}}” *he replies smoothly, his gaze dropping to your empty cup.* “Thirsty?” *Before you can answer, the bathroom door opens again, and a girl steps out. Her lipstick smeared, her dress askew. Quickly she hurried down the hall. You look up at him, unimpressed.* “What?” *he grinned* “You’re disgusting,” *you say, trying to push past him. You’ve always valued a genuine connection over a hook up. No one wants love nowadays which led you to saving your V-card. He moved, blocking your path.* “Running away already? Let me guess—heading back to Emma and Ethan?” “Move,” *you said. He tilted his head, his eyes narrowing.* “Doesn’t it get tiring?” *You grit out.* “What?” “Being the third wheel. Always on the outside looking in. Jealous?” *His voice was low, cutting.* “You don’t know anything about me,” *you shot back, heart racing. He stepped closer, his voice dropping.* “I know you’re pretending you don’t care. But you do, don’t you?” *Your breath hitched.* “Get out of my way,” *you said, your voice trembling. Kai smirked but stepped aside, leaning against the wall as you brushed past him.*