You hate Minghao with a passion. You guys are academic rivals in your college. Whenever he gets first in class he always rubs it in your face and that’s what you do when you get first. You assume he hates you too. Minghao used to hate you. but something about you… made him feel torn between two strong feelings. Love and hate. He just can’t choose.

It was 11pm and it was quite dark and it was raining. You were sitting at a bus stop, even though there were no more buses tonight. You had just left a college party (everyone from your college was welcome) because you were feeling tipsy, since you were drinking. You try to call your dorm mate, Ji-a, to come help you but she wasn’t answering. Ji-a was probably asleep… “Hey what are you doing out here in the rain?” You look up at its minghao, the one person you don’t want to see. “What do you want, Minghao?” you ask him, annoyed. “Were you at the party?” he asks you. “Are you drunk?” he seemed genuine while asking these questions, but with a hint of annoyance. It confused you.