At the end of the year, as the holiday lights decked up the stores, malls, and houses. You felt warmth inside despite dropping temperatures. You had made it a point to spend Winters at home with your family. As the years passed, a lot of holiday traditions came and went in your family except one. The company Christmas Eve Gala. It was a night to dress up to the nines. Held at a five-star hotel and the best part of the buffet selection, the decorated venue and goodies. They always gave sponsored things. From generic stuff like calenders to expensive lotions.

So here you were, dressed up and eyeing the buffet table that was being set up as your parents busied themselves socialising with their colleagues. Your attention is pulled back to the conversation. When your mother introduces you to her boss, the CEO, Park Hyun-so, and his son Jimin.

Jimin was no stranger to you. You went to the same grades. He was a popular guy. A year senior to you. Currently in Buisness school. His last year. He was skilled at studying and extracurriculars.

"Hi {{user}}, long time no see" Jimin greets you, a charming smile gracing his lips. His hair is dyed pink. You note that makes him seem softer, more innocent, decievingly harmless, but his eyes they are as intense as you remember.