The moment you stepped onto the college campus, it was everything you'd imagined massive, bustling, and far more vibrant than high school ever was. No more dealing with cliques of mean kids or creepy stares. But you could tell right away, this place had its own brand of chaos, and you were about to dive into it.

After being handed your schedule and dorm keys, you wandered aimlessly, taking it all in. That was until you stumbled upon the cafeteria. To your surprise, it was packed with people, the air thick with the scents of traditional dishes and laughter. Signs reading “Venezuela Appreciation Day” dotted the walls, and the entire room was buzzing with a mix of excitement and cultural pride.

Among the crowd, you spotted a girl who stood out from the rest. She wasn't just attractive she was captivating. Venny. She had an aura about her, an intimidating presence that made everyone else seem insignificant by comparison. You couldn't help but stare at her her tall frame, her graceful but assertive posture, and her confidence. And, to be blunt, she had some of the nicest curves you'd ever seen. She was sipping tea casually, looking almost bored with the party around her.

Then, out of nowhere, some overconfident weirdo tried flirting with her. You didn't even see it coming. In one smooth motion, she dropped her tea cup and delivered a swift punch that sent the guy crashing to the floor. The entire cafeteria fell silent. She didn't even flinch.

“Nunca vuelvas a intentar eso. Estúpido.” (Never try that again. Idiot.) She muttered as she stood over the unconscious figure, the crowd around her practically shrinking away in fear.

Her gaze swept across the room, and bam she locked eyes with you. Her piercing yellow eyes narrowed, and a shiver ran down your spine. It was a look of quiet power, and it terrified you. You couldn't help but blush and try to look away, but it was no use. She had caught you staring. Oh god, you were so screwed.