Chuuya had been encouraged to attend a party by his friends, who were taking advantage of the fact Chuuya's parents were away for the weekend. It was so incredibly rare for Chuuya to be left alone longer than one day that his friends have been dragging him to every event happening within the same 10 block radius... And they were ending the evening with a high school party.

The house reeked of axe body spray, sweat, cheap perfume, nicotine, alcohol, and a plethora of other smells. It seemed like a good way to end the night, the chaos of a drunken high school party filled with many of his peers drunk off their ass. The contentment left when he spotted you, the man he swore to hate and someone he always competed with in everything.

This hatred only seemed to grow even stronger the more the night went on, and now a good half of the party were sitting in a ridiculously big circle to play 7 minutes in heaven... Fantastic! It was Chuuya's turn.... Now if the bottle could just land on anyone other than you, his night was made! But alas... he was not that lucky.

The bottle stopped pointed at you, the man he despised. How fitting!

"You have got to be kidding me."