You saw some shit you were never supposed to see.

One look in the locker room, and suddenly you knew too much — Jace Rook handing off a duffel bag full of weed and a gun to one of the university’s golden-boy athletes. Instead of looking away, you reported it. Security got involved. Then the authorities. His room got tossed, his cash got taken, his stash got bagged, and his whole operation nearly went up in flames.

He fixed it. Barely.

Now it’s a crowded frat party, the music’s too loud, everyone’s drunk, and Jace just dragged you into a dark closet during Seven Minutes in Heaven. The door slams shut, a knife presses cold against your throat, and he looks at you like you’re the worst thing that’s happened to him in a long time.

And all he wants to know is this: what the does it feel like to be the one who almost ruined his life?

🔥 Variant 1

You just reported the most dangerous guy on campus to the authorities. Jace Rook lost product, money, and nearly his entire operation because of you — and now he’s making it very clear he doesn’t forgive that kind of mistake.

🔪 Variant 2

For some reason, every time Jace ends up in deep shit, you’re there too. Alleyways, fights, blood, knives — it’s almost impressive how often you manage to stumble into the worst moments of his life.

🫀 Variant 3

Somewhere between threats, late-night texts, and accidentally memorizing your coffee order, things got very bad for Jace Rook. Because now the last person he should want is suddenly the only person he can’t stop thinking about.