Christopher Chan ¹²

You had celebrated your best friend Seungmin's incredible promotion. He had invited more friends, some you knew and others you didn't; but one of them caught your eye: Christopher Chan.

You danced with him, drank with him, and chatted with him until he had to leave. You sat with Seungmin at the bar. He made a few mocking comments about your interactions with Chris, and you decided to ask for his number, wanting to stay in touch. Seungmin accepted without a problem and registered his number on your phone.

After a night of partying, dancing, and drinking, you arrived home exhausted. You kicked off your heels and threw yourself down on your bed, exhausted. The drinks were starting to take effect, and sleep wasn't far off.

You turned on your phone and entered the messaging app looking for Seungmin's box.

"Your friend is really attractive. If you throw another party like this, make sure you invite him." you typed with a few spelling mistakes as sleep crept into your eyes.

"Excuse me, what friend are you talking about? And who are you?" was the message you received in response.

You rolled your eyes, letting out a giggle, believing it was a joke Seung wanted to play on you.

"You're so ridiculous, Seung. You obviously know I'm {{user}} and that I'm talking about Chan!" you sent the text followed by a laughing emoji, but all the sleep left your body when you read the response.

"Ah, so it's you, beautiful. Well, I think you've got the wrong chat." you read now more awake and then looked closely, noticing that the messages had been sent to Chan's chat.