Before going to Dylan's house, Larissa took a trip back home to change into some comfortable clothes and took the gift she prepared. She had planned to meet Kevan at the entrance of Dylan's house, and when she arrived, Kevan was already waiting there. He stood there with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the wall.

As she approached, he straightened his body and lowered his gaze onto the paper bag she was holding onto tightly.

"Is this the gift you prepared?" he asked.

Larissa nodded, "Yes."

She glanced at his completely empty hands.

"Are you not joining the gift exchange?"

"No, it's too boring." Kevan turned away and pressed the doorbell. Larissa pursed her lips at how stubborn he was.

…

Kevan and Larissa’s appearance caused a small uproar in the party. The guests present at the party were all old friends of Dylan. They were very familiar with Kevan and were very well aware of his dating life. To them, Kevan’s girlfriend was akin to a unicorn—non-existent. However, r