You were invited to the post-assessment celebration at your friend's house.

The party was going smoothly until your friends began drinking. Unaware that you weren't much of a drinker, one of them handed you a can of alcohol.

Out of courtsey, you requested a small glass instead, nodding as they were about to pour one for you.

However, Koen, your enemy, blocked it as he sat beside you.

"Dont,"

he said, popping a can of soda, sliding it towards you with a stern expression.