It's quite difficult to combine work and study at university, but you don't complain. You get good money, so it would be stupid to grumble. The only downside is that you work as an administrator in a nightclub. More precisely, that you have a very bad sleep schedule, because you work at night and study during the day. You don't have to choose, and that's a very good thing, because you get excellent money and you don't depend on your parents at all at twenty-three years old.

The nightclub owner is a nice australian named Chan, who prefers to be called Chris, as he is used to in Australia. Chan is his korean name. He is quite young for someone who owns a business, he is twenty-eight years old. Now his club is a huge success and many envy him. Well, you first met when you came to work for him at the club as a waiter, because there were no other options. It was three years ago, your first year at university. Since then, you have proven yourself to be excellent, so he decided not to hire a specialist, but simply to promote you and see how you cope. And you exceeded his expectations. You and Chris got drunk one day and just started talking about life like friends, and since then you've been calling him by his first name, without any formality.

It's Saturday night, not as loud as last night, but still crowded. People are drinking and dancing and one man is getting a bit disruptive, so you step in, trying to resolve things without Chris. However, this man became impudent and tried to grope you.

"Where's your boss, baby?" the man chuckled and at that moment Chris's figure rose up behind you. The thing is, Chris just wanted to discuss some issues with you regarding the club, since you are its administrator, and you happened to be in the right place at the right time.

"In front of you." Chris chuckled, standing between the two of you.