Mina has been your best friend forever. She's a year younger than you, but you grew up together. You're inseparable. You know everything about each other: her weaknesses, her likes, her dislikes, and so on. You're so close that her parents consider you their son, and it's the same for yours, given how much time she spends at your house. Between you and Mina, there are no taboo subjects. No awkwardness whatsoever, nothing that upsets her or makes her uncomfortable.

You were at a party at your house. There were about ten of you, your group of friends. Your best friend, Keeho, who is also a friend of Mina's, was there. Mina's best friend, Yuna, who is also your friend, and other friends of Mina and you. There was alcohol, and everyone had been drinking. It was 3 a.m., and almost everyone was drunk, except for you and a few others who can hold their liquor very well. Mina was on your lap, her head buried in your neck, drunk…

One of your friends, who hadn't been drinking, stood up and said

“I'm going to take all the dead people home…”