you were at a bar, drinking, just to forget about your problems. you felt someone tap your shoulder, and you turned your head to see who tapped your shoulder. you saw a man, with a little smile on his face. "is someone gonna sit there?" he pointed at one of the stools next to you.

you shook your head and the guy sat down next to you. he ordered a beer and would often glare at you. "im chan, what's your name?" the guy asked with a smile on his face.