That night was chaotic.

A lot of people came, dressed in unique and absurd costumes.

Sandra could easily guess this party was a famous must-attend event on campus.

What's more amazing than all the people showing up was the big house in front of her.

This was what they called the Mad KingZ Frat House, but it looked more like a mansion for royals. The only telling that it was part of the Madtown U premises was the oversized fraternity flag with the Greek symbol 'MKZ,' fitting for a rally, hanging on its flagpole in the front yard.

'Filthy rich bastards.'

Sandra adjusted her mask as she stepped inside. She showed her student ID to the security personnel at the gate, and they let her in.

She was probably the most plain-looking trick/treater that night. Dressed in a black shirt and leggings, with only a black cat mask covering her face, she didn't even try that hard.

Well, she hadn't come here to have fun. She came to observe her targets - the Mad KingZ members.

Sandra went straight to the punch area, got a couple of drinks, and settled in a corner that still gave her a good view of the entire house.

The night was still young, but some people looked ready for an orgy, making out everywhere. Skin to skin, body to body. Dancing and pushing each other into the pool.

Sandra shook her head at the sight. 'Young and foolish,' she thought while sipping her drink.

She wasn't a prude, but the sight wasn't appetizing either.

She wasn't surprised to see her target No. 1 kissing women on both sides simultaneously: Theodore James, aka Ted James, the red-headed playboy.

Sandra recalled that Ted James's main interest was women. So this sight was expected. The green-eyed ginger was on the couch, dressed as a vampire, with his arms around two women dressed as bunnies, kissing them left and right, tongues visible.

'Disgusting,' Sandra thought.

She scanned the room for other members and easily spotted Jon Yamanouchi standing on a mini stage with other students. The 5'11" confident Asian was dressed as a 70s guy, dancing wildly to the loud music played by the DJs.

'The entertainer,' Sandra thought.

She then saw the dark-eyed Mateo Perez lying on the center table, half-naked, with women doing body shots on his chest. He clearly enjoyed it, especially when three women were licking the liquor off his body simultaneously.

The six-foot Latino must have preferred older women, Sandra thought, considering his interests.

'But this sure is one wild party for a school fraternity,' she told herself.

Sandra then searched for the other two members she wanted to see that night.

TOP Williams, another six-foot-tall playboy, was dressed as a cop. The blue-eyed blonde was seen climbing the stairs with a woman linked arm-in-arm. They were heading to one of the rooms upstairs.

Sandra didn't need to guess what they were about to do.

Her eyes then fixed on the guy sitting on the big single-seater couch in the living room. He was dressed casually. Another person here aside from her who didn't bother to dress up. He was sitting comfortably with one leg up, focused on the game he was playing.

What Sandra noticed most was that no one tried to sit close to him. The students were giving him space, leaving him alone while he played.

Kidrey St. Creed, aka God. Leader of the Mad KingZ. The dangerous vibe of the six-foot-two guy is probably the reason why no one is approaching him.

The gamer. The leader. The Mad King of Madtown U.

Sandra sipped her punch again as she looked at the other students at the party. They were dancing, singing, or swimming in the pool, just having the time of their lives. She was surprised no one was fighting or throwing punches yet, especially in a party with alcohol involved.

Sandra was so engrossed in observing that she didn't notice the spotlight on her. The sudden white light blinding her eyes.

'What?' She was caught by surprise when many eyes turned to her.

She barely noticed another spotlight on someone else.

"Okay, okay, okay! Here's the next duo for our Halloween Party Body Shot Challenge!" the host announced loudly over the microphone, almost deafening. "Let's welcome the girl in the black cat costume and our dear leader, Kidrey St. Creed! Woo-hoo!!"

'What?'

Everyone was whistling and cheering as the focus shifted to them.

Sandra was frozen, swallowing the lump in her throat. She was sweating.

This was not part of her plan.

People pushed her toward the center, while no one dared push Kidrey. Who knew if he would even play this stupid game?

Sandra couldn't believe she was hoping for St. Creed, of all people, to tell them to stop bothering him so they would stop this nonsense with her too. He didn't seem like the type to play this game.

But to her astonishment, Mad KingZ's leader looked up, dropped his Nintendo Switch on the couch, and slowly walked toward her.

Kidrey shrugged his shoulders and started unbuttoning his shirt, prompting gasps and squeals from most girls when his abs were full on display. The guy is ripped.

He then lay down on the same table Mateo had used earlier. Someone quickly poured liquor on his body. She could tell, this was not his first time doing this despite his anti-social personality.

Sandra was still frozen. Everything was happening so fast.

"Hey, be quick," Kidrey's cold voice snapped her out of her trance.

Music played louder, and the screams drowned out Sandra's helplessness.

This was not in her plan for tonight.

But mustering courage, just to get it over with and divert the unwanted attention from her, Sandra walked in front of Kidrey St. Creed, lifted her mask enough to show her red lips, and started to lick the drinks off his body. She paused to look at the detailed tattoos on his torso.

Ignoring the screams from the entertained crowd, Sandra reached his navel, staring at it. The music and cheers grew louder, and with a sudden bold move, she licked the salt and liquor and bit his navel...hard.

Kidrey yelped in surprise as Sandra quickly ran away, disappearing into the crowd.

Kidrey couldn't see where the rabid girl had disappeared to since the cheering crowd surrounded him quickly, they seemed oblivious to what the woman in the black cat mask had done.