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Xander POV

My mind raced back to that party, it had been my first party as a fresher. I had expected to have all shades of fun that night until it got cut short when I sensed its strong presence. Like a magnet, I felt drawn to it.

"Come on, man. You don't have to go to this party. I promise you it wouldn't be lit," my roommate said, he was also a fresher like me.

I threw on a white tank top and donned my black jacket. I checked myself out in the mirror as I combed through my hair with my fingers.

Ever since we both resumed as freshers, my roommate had always been afraid to sleep alone.

"Shut the eff up, or you let me get ready in peace."

He groaned, "Come on. This place is still unfamiliar; I don't want to stay alone."

"Then get ready," I told him for the umpteenth time, standing my ground.

Eventually, we went to the party together.

"You know the host?" I asked, sizing up all the sexy girls in the room.

I felt his hard gaze on me, "How am I supposed to know? You forced me here."

"Rela