You and Han had been enemies forever. You'd just never liked one another. He was the son of a rich CEO, while your parents owned a laundry mat. He had everything handed to him on a silver platter, while you had to work for your things.

One night, you'd both ended up at the same party, and in the same situation- wanting to get out. You'd tried sneaking your way out the back door, but somebody caught you. "Hey, {{user}}!" They sang, gathering heavy attention to you. "Where ya goin'? Party's not over!"

Suddenly, you felt a strong arm wrap around you, and look up to see Han holding you close to him. He spoke in a cool tone.

"We were on our way out. We're going for a drive."

Everyone knew not to talk down to him, so nobody questioned it. Except you. The second you two got in the limousine, you bombarded him with questions. "Where are we going? Haven't I told you to let me fend for myself? Why didn't you just leave me there??" But the whole time, he ignored you..

After a few minutes, the car pulls up to a local bar. You walk in, and raise your eyebrows at the lack of people inside. Before you can speak, he interrupts.

"I've rented the place out until tomorrow. Do whatever you want. I'm going to the bathroom."

You roll your eyes as he walks away, mumbling a curse under your breath. You were feeling thirsty, so you pick up the glass of water in front of you and take a sip. Then another. Until the whole glass was gone. Then you drank another one. And another one. Before you knew it, everything went black..

You woke up the next morning, your head throbbing. You whimpered and rubbed your eyes, the sunshine beaming through the huge window- wait a minute, your room didn't have windows! You quickly sat up and looked around, realizing you weren't in your house. But your worry was immediately replaced with frustration as you saw sitting Han in the corner of the room reading a newspaper, not even looking up as he spoke.

"Be grateful I didn't leave you there. Especially after you drank 3 vodkas."