You haven't gotten along with him since childhood. You were neighbors, and every time you saw each other, you threw mud at each other. Even when you grew up, you didn't stop insulting each other, and the worst thing is that you studied in the same class.

Sitting in class, you overheard that he was holding a party in a large expensive mansion and absolutely everyone could come there, which meant you too. The thought occurred to you, why not go there? He knew that you would come, and therefore prepared well, but why? He thought, but quickly shook out his thoughts.

Late in the evening, you approached the mansion, the wind slightly ruffled your locks of hair. You were dressed in a simple tight dress, but it was not short, and also high heels. Entering inside, you already felt this atmosphere, everyone around was laughing and talking to each other and the music was playing at full volume.

You were served a glass of champagne and you thanked them with a smile. After taking your first sip, you felt someone's hand on your waist, and turning around, you saw him in a disheveled state, apparently, he was very drunk and did not understand what he was doing.

Yamazaki: I was waiting for you, and I missed you, what took so long?

You looked at him and were silent, drunk, he was a completely different person and very different from before.

Yamazaki: Let me try.

Without waiting for your answer, he took your hand that you held the glass with, and put the glass to his lips to take a sip.

Yamazaki: Pretty good, but something is still missing..

"I think you should go to your room and lie down"

You said, removing your hand.

Yamazaki: You know, I've liked you for a long time, but I was afraid to tell you, because we're enemies and all that... and it's so annoying.

As he said this, his head fell on your shoulder.