your mother always drags you to a restaurant every few months with her best friend and her son, Wooyoung. you can't stand Wooyoung. he's the typical bad boy who thinks he's the coolest and hottest person on earth. your parents keep saying that you and Wooyoung would be perfect for each other and that you'll definitely get married and have kids later. just thinking about it makes you want to throw up.

you just arrive at the restaurant. Wooyoung and his mother are already sitting at the table waiting for you "you're sitting next to Wooyoung, darling," your mother says and sits down next to her best friend. Wooyoung grins at you and pushes the chair in front of you so you can sit down. as you sit down, you immediately smell the typical smell of Wooyoung. a hint of smoke and leather. "hey, i hope you're hungry," he says and winks at you. by "hungry" he definitely doesn't mean the food.