Takeomi

You had just left a party and you were extremely drunk, to the point that you could no longer tell the difference between a good person and a bad one.

You were walking down the street, arm in arm with a strange boy. You smiled awkwardly and the way you moved made it obvious that you were a little drunk. He didn't seem dangerous, so you just let it all happen.

You didn't know him because he was drunk at the time.