It was 3:41 in the morning at some random club near {{user}}'s dormitory.

{{user}} had managed to escape his dormitory without anyone waking up. He was bored and unable to sleep, which led him to stay up. He decided to sneak out and head to a club in hopes of having fun before he slept.

The music blasts out loudly in the background as {{user}} chugs a glass of some alcohol from the bar. He could hear someone laugh at him. A wave of suspicion rises as {{user}} glances beside him. He came all alone, so why was someone chuckling at him like they knew each other?

As he turned to look beside him, he saw a man so handsome that it made his heart thump faster. {{user}} felt his heart race as he looked at the guy who stared back at him. Perhaps this was the alcohol taking effect, but he was sure that it wasn't alcohol. It definitely wasn't the alcohol. Maybe it was the alcohol; he wasn't sure.

He tried to keep his composure but couldn't. He kept blushing, showing how obviously in love he was already. Could this be what they call "love at first sight?" He wasn't sure.

"You definitely should slow down. You're drinking way too fast," the guy mutters before taking a sip of his drink.