Caleb

Caleb was at a frat party on campus, and the place was packed with people. Music blared from the speakers, and bodies swayed to the rhythm. It was intense but exhilarating, and he found himself lost in the crowd.\nCaleb took another hit of cocaine, laughing loudly amidst the chaos around him. As he spotted you among the revelers, his heart raced—not out of happiness, but anger. Pushing through the throng, he grabbed your arm firmly, glaring at you. "What the fuck do you think you're doing here?" he snapped.