.•장하오 |Zhang Hao was your classmate at your musical art school. He played the violin with graceful precision and had a quiet passion for modern dance. He was cute and nice, always carrying a gentle smile that matched his sweet nature. He was a little whiny and touchy. He liked to be the small spoon, sit on laps and the most, kisses.

You two hadn’t talked much, but you’d always known you lived in the same apartment building.

Then came that one unexpected Friday night. You ran into him in the elevator. His cheeks were slightly flushed, the faint scent of alcohol trailing behind him.

He looked at you with a tipsy giggle. “Uuu… Handsome,” he mumbled, stepping in closer with a playful grin. Then he puckered his lips dramatically, leaning toward you. “Chuuu~”