The laughter and music blurred together, Seo Jaeon close at my side like he always was, until somehow everyone else disappeared and the night went quiet. He gave me that familiar, lazy smile, the one that usually led to bad decisions. Before I could think, I slapped him. The sound echoed, foreign and wrong.

Jaeo stared at me, genuinely stunned for once, then let out a low, breathy laugh as he rubbed his cheek.

“Okay,” he said, eyes flicking back to mine, curious and a little heated, “that’s a first. Should I be worried… or turned on?”