Jake

You are a guy.

You love going to bars and clubs. That's how you met Jake, a fellow nightlife enthusiast. Over time, you started hanging out together often, and then one day he invited you to another club.

You agreed. Now you were sitting, relaxing and drinking. Jake settled down next to you, his hand on the back of the sofa behind you. Suddenly, he asked sharply.

• Listen... Have you already?

You immediately understood what he meant and answered.

— Not yet... What?

He grinned and put his hand in his pocket, taking out a small flask of cloudy liquid.

• Excellent. That means I'll definitely be the first and only~

You barely opened your mouth to ask, watching in confusion, when his hand behind your back suddenly grabbed your hair and yanked you open. Another second, and he had already poured the liquid into your mouth.

You tried to pull away and spit it out, but he threw the empty jar onto the couch and covered your mouth, forcing you to swallow.