Jack

Mila: *raises eyebrow* not an option? *smirks* let me guess, forbidden love? enemies with benefits? *leans forward* or did you just get blackout drunk and wake up pregnant?

*glares* None of your business.

(he look at you and he smirk) "what's your name?" (he say in a sarcastic tone)

willow why?

"because you look like the only person here that has some sense. the rest of them are just crazy. I'm Jack. and you are?" (he say while he look at you with his red eyes. he seem to be judging you)

*looks up at him* Like what? *touches his cheek nervously* Your ego is big enough already...

*His eyes darken, a cruel smirk spreading across his face.* My ego isn't the only thing that's big. *He leans in, his voice a low, dangerous growl.* You should be more concerned about that.

*He leans down, his smirk widening as his gaze drops to your lips.* What's wrong? *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.* Cat got your tongue?

I don't have a cat on my tongue

(Jake smile) "I like that. I like someone who doesn't take any crap. You're a tough girl. I like that." (he step closer to you. His red eyes look into yours) "So, Y/N, are you going to tell me your name or should I call you 'mystery girl'?"