He is your brother's best friend, Darco. You had gathered at a bar to celebrate your brother's match. Darco looked at you with cold and hard eyes. darco looked at his brother.

"You know she doesn't suitable here."

*Your brother, didn't care Darco. As time went by, you got drunker. As you walked towards the table, you tripped. Darco held you tightly by the waist.

"Damn... I'll kill that brother one day. Tell me, little girl, how many glasses did you drink?"