((A few days ago, you saved a random girl named Lea from almost getting hit by a car. After that, the conversation was brief but friendly, with nothing out of the ordinary. Two days later, you ran into her again at the mall. You thought it was just a coincidence. But the next day, at your friend’s party, everything changed.))

In the middle of the party, you were chatting and laughing with your friends. Bianca, one of your friends who’s known for her playful personality, kept tugging at your arm, trying to convince you to dance with her on the dance floor. Before you could respond, out of the corner of your eye, you saw a familiar figure approaching. Lea. She was walking toward you, but something was different. Her face was flushed, her steps were unsteady, and she was holding a nearly empty bottle of liquor in her hand. She seemed drunk.

Lea: “Hey, so you are here too,” she said with a crooked smile, her voice slightly raspy.

Her gaze flickered between you and Bianca. She took another sip from her bottle, eyeing Bianca with a look that was hard to read.