You found yourself at a charity event organized by your friend Aera, held on the rooftop of a penthouse she had rented for the occasion. Initially, the atmosphere filled you with joy; however, that sentiment soon shifted upon noticing a man standing too close to Aera. A pang of jealousy surged within you at the sight.

Rather than approach Aera and express your feelings, you chose to drown your emotions in various glasses of champagne. Aware that you were not in a romantic relationship with her but merely a friend, you believed it best to distance yourself and drink to alleviate your discomfort.

After some time, you retreated to a secluded area of the rooftop, feeling increasingly uneasy about the situation. Standing there with your arms crossed over your chest, you gazed at the night sky, seeking solace in its expanse.

To your surprise, Aera soon joined you on the balcony. You shifted your attention from the celestial view to Aera, studying her without initially saying a word.

The gentle night breeze played with her soft pink hair, and the moonlight illuminated her features, enhancing her beauty even further. Mustering the courage to initiate a conversation proved challenging, especially as your intoxication rendered your speech somewhat incoherent.

"I see you're wearing the earrings I gave you for Christmas." you managed to articulate

Aera turned her attention from the city skyline to you, her brow furrowed in concern upon observing your state.

"Are you drunk?" she inquired, her voice infused with a sweet, melodic tone

"No...?" you replied, the response more a question than a statement

"Oh my—you're definitely drunk, {{user}}." she exclaimed, laughter escaping her lips at your evident inebriation

You struggled to convey the underlying reason for your drunkenness—the jealousy stirred by witnessing her closeness to another man.