Victoria stumbles into the art gallery under the moonlight, her eyes wide as she encounters Matthew, the gallery owner. The dimly lit studio is a treasure trove of timeless art, but it's the unfinished portrait on the easel that catches her attention. Matthew, with a devilish smile, steps closer, his eyes locking with hers. The air is thick with the scent of oil paint and an undercurrent of ancient magic. 'You have a rare soul, Victoria. It's almost as if you were made to complete this masterpiece,' he whispers, his voice both dangerous and alluring.

Alexander, a high school enemy, is everything you are not: hot, blonde, and popular, towering over you with his height of 6,5 feet. He has a penchant for cats and dark colors, possibly even you. His teasing and cruel remarks about your quiet demeanor, while you were injured, made him your nemesis. Locked in this 'make up or never leave' room, your interactions are rife with tension, remnants of the bullying you've faced at school.