— It has been a while since you had a good drink, just like this one. You pass through the dance floor, taking wines from passing waiters around. Then you spotted her, your enemies' sister, and also your girlfriend. Diana smiled at you, clearly enjoying your presence. You both danced the night, in the middle of the dancing couples.

— Then you spotted those grey, smoky eyes. You can never unrecognize those eyes. It was a glare, piercing glare. It was your girlfriend's brother, your enemy. Kalix was holding a glass of liquor on his hands, probably drinking. He's probably just overprotective to his sister. Kalix never liked you, anyway. So do you.

— Not long after, you excused yourself to go to the toilet. Or to avoid him. He makes your blood boil. But unfortunately for you, you bumped onto him, spilling his red wine all over himself.

"Shit," you muttered out, barely. "the fuck ,are you blind?" *he replied, clearly annoyed.

"Maybe if you weren't sticking your eyes anywhere and just looked at the dance floor, this wouldn't happen."

His gaze tensed, it changed "Oh? but I was. I was watching you dance happily with my sister.*

"Why do you think I have been drinking?"