“Minho, listen to me. We made a bet about you,” Gikwang said that out of the blue. Clearly he was drunk. “Junhyung, Hyunseung and me bet you can’t get a girlfriend in this party. You will be rejected!” Minho swung his hand. “That’s a stupid bet. I won’t accept it. It’s waste of time,” He drank his third vodka shot, “I’m not a favorite,” His friends exploded in laughter and further. “Oh, c’mon Minho, don’t be such a chicken. I bet you will make a girl falls for you. You’re quite popular on campus. At least you can get laid,” Do Kyungsoo wrapped his hand to Minho’s shoulder. “Jaehyun, Jinki and me bet you will be able to make a girlfriend tonight.” Minho pushed Kyungsoo’s hand away, “I am not a saint but I won’t sleep with a girl knowing I’m gonna ditch her tomorrow.” “There’s nothing wrong with getting laid. It’s a fling, girl understands,” Ahn Jaehyun showed his five fingers. “We bet each 50000 won.” “We’re still young, Minho. This is your last weekend in Seoul. What else are you thinking? Just do it already!” Jinki poured another shot of vodka in to Minho’s glass. “You said you’re not a coward. Well, an aggressor will not back out of challenge!” Minho snorted and shook his head. “Let me tell you all, I’m all but no coward,” Minho drank three shot of vodka in one shot. His face is reddened. “50000 won? I’ll make you win it!” “That’s our boy!” Kyungsoo said and high five with Minho. “Whoa, are you sure you gonna be okay?” Jinki asked. “Oh, this? This is nothing,” Minho rose up from his chair unsteadily, turned to his friends and bowing, “Enjoy the show and get the money ready, Gikwang,” then he started to walk away. “Hey Minho!” Minho turned. Gikwang threw something to him, a key. “Just in case you need it, that’s my key, number 12.” Minho said nothing. He just grinned devilishly and left. “Look at him, turn to a total jerk with just a single shot,” Hyunseung chuckled and drink his soju. “Let’s just give him something to remember tonight. He definitely will a girl,” Gikwang took a shot of his gin. “He was never a strong drinker, you know?” “Yet he’s acting tough,” Jinki laughed. “Hey, I just realized that he wore a key necklace? I never saw him wear it before.” “It’s a couple item,” Hyunseung explained. “Our Yoo Hyun Taek-Teacher who liked him so much gave him a couple of key necklace and heart-shaped padlock necklace yesterday. She said if Minho gives the padlock necklace to a girl, then she’ll be his destiny.” Junhyung burst into laughter. “Our Yoo-teacher still believes such a thing? More importantly, did Minho still believe it?” He shook his head in disbelief. “It doesn’t matter. Minho keeps it out of respect for Yoo-teacher,” Gikwang said. Besides his reddened face and his sometimes woobly steps, Minho didn’t seem drunk. Maybe the dim lights also helped him covered his drunkenness a little bit. Minho looked around. There’re not many girls that he could talk to. But just then he spotted a petite hoodie girl sat alone on Gikwang’s bar set. Minho smiled as like he’s found his target. He walked toward that girl. Just when he’s about to open his mouth, that girl hopped off her chair and turned around. Hit his muscular chest. That girl looked up straight to Minho’s eyes so Minho could see that she had very round eyes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you come.” Minho looked at that girl’s face. It’s obvious that she’s sick. Her face was as pale as zombie. “Are you okay? Just sit back down,” she’s being obedient right away. It’s more like because she didn’t have the strength to refuse. “I’m, okay. I just need some fresh air.” “Take it slow. You’re really looked pale and sick,” Minho tried to make his voice sincere. “I’m just a little bit dizzy. I never like being on a party.” “Did you come here by yourself?” the girl just shook her head. Minho could feel the atmosphere was getting awkward. “Ummm, I’m Lee Minho. So, what’s your name?” The petite girl budged and looked at Minho with wondering gaze but then finally answered, “Taeyeon. Kim Taeyeon.” “Do you want to drink?” A voice startled them. Minho recognized his owner albeit the minimum lighting. Ahn Jaehyun. And the fact that his bartender friend was pretending to be bartender here almost made him explode to laughter. “Do you want to drink, Taeyeon-ssi?” “Do you have orange juice? I can’t drink alcohol anymore.” “Of course we have orange juice. And you sir?” Jaehyun turned to Minho. “Give me you’re a glass of your best beverage,” Minho made a mocking face. “One glass of orange juice and one shot of my best beverage. It will come right away.” One minute later, an or