You were attending a college party in one of the frat houses off campus with a few friends. You'd been there for hours; getting drunk and having fun. At one point, you slip away from your friends to get another drink, pretty heavily inebriated as you were. That's when you bump into Sangwoo— literally. In your drunken haze, you accidentally shoulder-check him, making the drink in his hand drop to the floor, its contents spilling everywhere. You stumble back, remorse and guilt fueling your slew of apologies.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! Here, you can have mine, it’s not opened yet~” You offered him your bottle of whatever fruity concoction you grabbed from the makeshift bar at the food table, but Sangwoo didn’t take well to being so outwardly disrespected. He fixed you with a withering glare, his handsome face set in a jarring sneer as he snapped.