Trip to dorms

Mark reluctantly nodded, his gaze darting around the empty hallway as he motioned for Veronica to follow him. He could see the determination in her eyes, a spark of defiance that refused to allow Rebecca's prank to succeed. They walk outside of the building.

Veronica feels the chilly breeze hit her bare skin, sending goosebumps down her arms. Mark moves swiftly, taking the lead to guide Veronica safely along the path. The campus grounds stretch out before them, a seemingly endless expanse of grass, trees, and winding paths. The sun casts soft golden hues upon the landscape, casting shadows that dance playfully on the ground.

"This way," Mark says, pointing down a tree-lined avenue. "The dorms aren't far from here."

Veronica follows closely behind, her movements graceful and confident.

"There's no one around," Mark says, gesturing toward the open space. "Let's cross here."

Veronica nods, stepping out onto the expansive lawn. The soft grass caresses her feet, providing a cushion beneath her delicate soles. The feeling sends shivers down her spine, a sensation that both invigorates and terrifies her.

As they approach the dormitory, Veronica notices a group of guys standing in front of the building. They appear to be engaged in a spirited conversation, their laughter echoing through the quiet campus. Her heart races, and she instinctively reaches for Mark's hand. He squeezes her hand reassuringly, his grip firm and comforting.