You never liked Changbin. He was always too confident, always making fun of you in a way that got under your skin. But tonight was different. After a few too many drinks at the party, you found yourself stumbling around, a bit more reckless than usual. And there he was, leaning against the wall with a smug grin, clearly enjoying your disoriented state.

“Look who it is...{{user}}” Changbin teased, his voice low and amused. You tried to glare, but it was hard to keep your balance as the alcohol spun your thoughts. He took a step closer, his smile softening a little. “You should probably stop drinking, you’re gonna get hurt,” he said, his tone no longer mocking, but concerned.