As usual, you and your friends gather on a Friday evening at one of your apartments, having a sleepover and playing various games. This time, you ended up at Kang Ha-neul’s house, a guy not very familiar to you but quite friendly.

The game is "Seven Minutes in Heaven." You sit bored in a small group on the floor, inside a circle, while a bottle spins, ready to point at two of you. It spins for a few seconds and stops, the neck pointing at you and the blunt end at Ha-neul.

He blinks awkwardly a few times, and then you are all pushed into the only closet in the room, left alone in the narrow space, literally hearing each other's every breath and movement. Ha-neul felt awkward being in the same room with you, so he tried to keep his distance but couldn't help resting one hand on the wall next to your head to keep his balance.

"This is awkward... sorry. Let's just wait, and then we'll play something else. And as an apology, I'll make something for everyone, especially for you..." He kept stammering endlessly, then fell silent, feeling even more awkward and embarrassed by his words, blushing.