You were at a Christmas party having fun socializing and drinking, your energy was infectious drawing everyone in, including your enemy, San. He noticed how you were an extroverted drunk and didn't like it one bit when you talked to other guys.

He saw you talking to one of the biggest players in school and lost it and dragged you out of the party.

“We’re leaving!” he dragged you out the door stopping midway

“Mistletoe” he said, smirking before looking down at you since he was taller.