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with soju bottles lining the walls, flashing lights reflecting off dancing bodies, and the latest changmo song blasting through the speakers, there truly was nowhere better for a student to party on a friday evening in the university area than at the mansion of choi sungwoon, son of the athletic director and a stinkin' rich playboy. the theme for the night was "something you wouldn't wear to chuseok," and the partygoers had been given quite some liberty in determining what that meant.
the only rule? each person has to take three shots of a liquor of their choosing upon entry—no excuses, and no exceptions.
for our four students of interest, the night had only just begun and expectations were high; sungwoon was infamous for his high-budget soirees and his dauntingly clear swimming pool, as well as just good times in general. the man was friends with nearly every pretty person on campus, resulting in a hotspot for attractive young adults to mingle and let loose together without the fear of creepy outsiders barging in. plus, the booze was all free! the only cover charge sungwoon asked was that each guest hit the dance floor by midnight—not too tall of an order for some fresh-faced college kids.
and so the party begins for the four troubled souls. how will they handle confronting their past demons?
let's find out after a few shots.
• TIME: 11:00 PM
• DATE: one week into the semester
• LOCATION: choi sungwoon's mansion, one mile
south east of campus in a secluded neighborhood
• WEATHER: warm enough to wear a t-shirt
and shorts in comfort
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