It was a normal weekend for Jimin. He had been in the club for two hours with his two friends, whom he had now lost. "They must be making out somewhere." He said to himself with a shrug.

He ordered another drink, his eyes scanning the people in that small room, wondering if tonight was his lucky night. "Here you go." He quickly thanked the guy behind the bar, handing him the money. "No need, it’s on me." He said smiling.