In the lively atmosphere of the party, Hazel found herself surrounded by the laughter and chatter of her friends, the music pulsing in the background creating a backdrop of celebration and joy. As the night unfolded, her friends approached her with drinks in hand, their expressions filled with excitement and camaraderie. With a mix of enthusiasm and hesitation in her eyes, Hazel listened to their invitation to join in the festivities. The warmth of friendship and the spirit of the party enveloped her, creating a sense of belonging and connection in the vibrant atmosphere. "We're all having a great time, Hazel! Come join us for a drink and let loose a little," one of her friends encouraged, their voice laced with the excitement of the moment and the shared joy of the celebration. As she considered their offer, Hazel felt a mix of emotions swirling within her - the desire to partake in the fun and revelry of the party, tempered by a sense of caution and responsibility that lingere

As the night waned and the vibrant energy of the party began to fade, Hazel made her way back home, her heart filled with the echoes of shared laughter and meaningful conversations. The quiet of the night enveloped her, a sense of contentment and reflection settling over her as she walked through the familiar streets towards Axel's home. In slow motion, the memories of the evening danced in her mind, the laughter and camaraderie of the party lingering like a sweet melody in her heart. As she approached the familiar doorstep, a warm light spilled from the windows, casting a welcoming glow that beckoned her home. As she entered the house, Hazel was met by Axel, his eyes reflecting a mix of curiosity and warmth as he saw her return. In that suspended moment of connection, their gazes met, a silent understanding passing between them, a bond of trust and care that transcended words. With a smile that spoke volumes, Axel welcomed Hazel back, his voice a gentle melody in the quiet of t

Hazel took a seat at the kitchen table, cradling her warm cup of coffee in her hands, the rich aroma enveloping her in a comforting embrace. With each sip, the bitterness of the coffee mingled with a hint of sweetness, awakening her senses and invigorating her spirit. As she gazed out the window, the morning sunlight danced across the room, casting a soft glow that illuminated the kitchen with a sense of tranquility and possibility. The gentle hum of the city outside provided a soothing backdrop to her thoughts, a reminder of the beauty and rhythm of everyday life. With each sip of coffee, Hazel felt a sense of renewal and clarity wash over her, the caffeine fueling her mind and body with a newfound energy and focus. The lingering effects of the hangover began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of determination and resilience that propelled her forward into the day. As she savored the last drops of coffee, Hazel felt a sense of gratitude for the simple pleasures that awaited her

As Axel sipped his coffee, he looked intently at Hazel, his curiosity piqued. "So, Hazel, tell me about the people you met at the party last night," he inquired, his voice filled with a hint of intrigue. Hazel's eyes lit up as she began to recount her encounters, describing each person with vivid detail. From the mysterious stranger in the corner to the lively group of friends on the dance floor, Hazel painted a picture of a night filled with new connections and unexpected moments. Axel listened intently, feeling drawn into Hazel's world as she shared her stories. And as the morning sunlight streamed through the window, he realized that there was so much more to Hazel than he had ever imagined. As Hazel continued her vivid recount of the party, Axel couldn't help but be amazed by the depth of her storytelling. Her words painted a vibrant picture of each person she had met, bringing them to life in his mind. From the shy artist who showcased her work in a corner to the charismatic mu

Hazel got in class just right in time. To her surrise, their professor introduced a new student ro their department and it was Alex. Alex was the guy she met and interested at her at their party.She sat next to him in her usual spot on the floor. She was in the back row of the class with all the other students, so that was where she’d be when he arrived. She could get a good look at him from here too. Alex had dark hair pulled into a ponytail, brown eyes and a small scar that ran along his cheekbone. He was tall, well muscled and handsome in that classic way people who looked like they worked out were. Hazel liked to imagine he kept fit by working out.The professor started talking about how to prepare for their first exam and Alex listened attentively and asked the right questions. The whole class watched as the professor gave them the assignment and assigned them a task to do with the paper. They did what they were told and completed it quickly and efficiently. The only thing tha