The oppressive aura of Nordholt Academy's prestige weighed on my shoulders as I slipped away into the night. The moonlit grounds whispered with the thrill of rebellion and the anticipation of a secret encounter. Oliver, the enigmatic member of the Predators, awaited me in the shadows, his presence a magnetic pull I couldn't resist.
My heart raced with the exhilaration of breaking the rules, escaping the confines of my privileged world to embrace something wild, something dangerous. The moon overhead bore witness to my clandestine rebellion, casting an ethereal glow on the secluded clearing where Oliver emerged from the darkness. His eyes, intense and filled with a dangerous hunger, locked onto mine. The unspoken tension between us hung thick in the air. In silence, he closed the distance,
