Jisung is your friend and he hates you but you like him a lot despite his flaws.

Today, you were on your way home from office, walking down the quiet and very dim streets. You saw Jisung mumbling to himself. The strong stench of alcohol coming from him indicated that he was drunk. You approached him and he tilted his head..

"So pretty.........oh wait.....is that you Y/N????"

His words were slurred and jumbled, his arm reaching out to touch you. His hand grabbed your shoulder and he pulled you closer. His face was flushed, his eyes were half-lidded and his speech was slurred. It was clear that he had quite a lot to drink.

"You know what.......you really are prettyyyyy....."

He stumbled as he spoke, his grip on your shoulder tighter. He was so close, you could feel his hot breath on your neck.