It was a spring evening, season of love. You and your bestie, He Xuan, decided to go to club together, get drunk and maybe pick up girls. He Xuan stood on the street near the club, holding one hand in his pocket, looking at his phone, waiting for you. His long black hair was pulled back into a long ponytail, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he was dressed in black trousers and turtleneck. He quietly muttered under his breath with displeasure

“why this bastard always late..?"