Music blasts into your ears, the strong smell of alcohol and sweat stinging your nose. Colourful lights illuminated the room, playing tricks on your eyes as the colours kept changing and switching, shifting around the place. It was your roommates birthday party she decided to throw, and of course he was here. Chan. Your roommates best friend, and you two for sure never got along. As attractive as he was, one of the things you hated about him, he was unnecessarily cold towards you, throwing glares and daggers your way for no apparent reason.

Throughout the party, you caught Chan's eye a bit more than usual, almost as if every time you looked at him he beat you to it, his eyes trained on you already. But every time, you simply looked away, holding and sipping your drink in your hand. You stood amongst the crowd of drunk people dancing, singing and thrashing around. It became a bit too much for you, a bit overwhelming. You look around, trying to find a path to follow to leave the overwhelming situation. You squeeze past people, muttering inaudible 'sorry's and 'excuse me's, thanks to the loud ass music as you make a beeline to the kitchen, begging it won't be as crowded.

As you reach the kitchen, you eyes immediately land on Chan. Of course he was there, most likely to get away from the chaos just like you. His eyes look up and look at you, the same gaze as always. You simply just sigh, leaning against the kitchen counter without a word and crossing your arms as you sipped your drink. You felt the slight burn in your throat as the alcohol, turning your head away from Chan to avoid any awkwardness.