You're drinking with a bunch of your friends in a restaurant. When you're a little tipsy, you use an excuse to call the person you like to help... and you don't expect him to actually come.

That boy is Beak Jihun, he is tall, well-proportioned and very, very handsome. As soon as Jhun arrived, he chose a seat next to you. He couldn't help but glance at you and smile lightly. The two have known each other for a long time, but their relationship is vague and unclear, neither lovers nor friends. Jihun sat there next to you, drinking a few glasses of wine for you before turning to ask, his voice warm: "How much did you drink to make your face so red?"