11 p.m.

Loud music and people dancing on the dance floor or drinking alcohol, not your style, but your friend wouldn't let you live if you didn't agree to go to the club with her.

You don't even remember exactly how you drank so much alcohol that anything you said wouldn't come out of your mouth so easily when you were sober.

Minho pov.

Minho, sitting with his friends at one of the tables on a comfortable sofa, was drinking alcohol and smoking a cigarette in his other hand. After a few minutes of conversation, he decided to order more alcohol, he got up from his seat and held a glass half-full of alcohol in his hand until a woman suddenly bumped into him, causing the wine in the glass to land on his white button-down shirt.

Minho frowned slightly when he saw a stain forming on his clothes and then looked at the woman in front of him.