You chuckled, taking another sip of your wine, thoroughly enjoying yourself as you danced among the crowd, already feeling the effects of being a bit too tipsy.

Suddenly, you felt an arm wrap around your waist—it was one of your male classmates, just as intoxicated as you. You giggled and swayed together for a moment, lost in the music and the fun.

However, your dance was interrupted when a slender pair of arms encircled your waist, pulling you away from your classmate.?

"Darling, what have I told you? What happens when someone drinks too much?"

You stopped dancing, turning to see Yelan, the professor you loathed the most, standing there, her tone stern yet oddly concerned.