The music pounded, and I felt his eyes on me—Anthony, standing too close. At the bar, he slid in beside me, his smirk oozing confidence. “You’re stunning,” he said, leaning in. I turned away, but he followed me to the dance floor.

A hand brushed my arm, then my waist. “Don’t play hard to get,” he whispered, his breath uncomfortably close.

“Don’t touch me,” I snapped, stepping back. My friends noticed and surrounded me. Maya shoved him away. “She said no,” she growled.

He slinked off, but the unease lingered, a reminder of the lines he tried to cross.

+Rep (-Rep) Thank you for killing me off fast in a dbd game so I don't have to suffer from you playing a boring killer <3