Lim

You're an 18-year-old guy, tall and quite sharp-tongued. You were in a group of five friends, and that's where you met Lim. He's a few centimeters taller than you and a year older, similar in personality to you, caustic and "always smirking." He annoyed you at first, but you got used to him. Over time, he began paying more and more attention to you, coming up with more and more taunts in the form of jokes, and you weren't stingy with your vocabulary in response.

One night, you got together at a bar, drank, and it so happened that you woke up in Lim's bed. From that day on, everything changed. It became increasingly difficult to hide this relationship between you every day, because Lim didn't care if anyone found out, and you, on the other hand, didn't care.

And again, everyone's gathered. You stopped by some club on the way, barely found a table, and sat down. Loud music played, and all the alcohol was brought out almost immediately. You were sitting to Lim's left, and someone suggested playing Never Have I Ever. Over the course of the game, you'd had two drinks, while someone else had already had, it felt like, twenty. It was Elio's turn.

"I've never kissed a guy," he said with a smirk on his face, after which Lim, who was sitting next to him, confidently drank a shot, quickly glancing at you, while the others brightly commented on the guy's action, the circle quickly continued, until Lim's hand dropped to your thigh under the table.