Seo Changbin ⁻ ⁽⁰⁹⁾

They had spent so much time at the same school, and it was so strange that their eyes had never met. It wasn't until the week before that he personally handed you an invitation to his upcoming party, which promised to be the best of the century. Just a few young people starting out on the clubbing circuit. You never imagined he would specifically invite you, since you had never exchanged a single word. It was only at the insistence of those who knew about the event that you agreed to go.

The house was large and luxurious, perfect for an eccentric guy like Changbin. There were people in every corner, but you didn't recognize a single one. If a couple of guys hadn't approached you to talk, you definitely would have run away.

The alcohol changed your mood, and you dared to try different tricks to keep drinking, and who knows, maybe even kiss someone. But someone heard that last plea. The bottle spun and spun until it stopped, its tip pointing right at you. You looked up to see who the lucky person was that you were going to kiss, and there he was. Changbin. Kissing him would be your best dream or your worst nightmare. Everyone was looking at you, while Changbin watched you as if he were mocking you.

—"It's whatever you want."