I enter my favorite bar alone. It’s 11 PM and I want to release all my tension caused by my assignment and final project. I take a seat near the corner of the bar and order vodka tonic. I try to enjoy the music when a guy hit my table and sit in front of me. He laughs so loud without look at my face. His teeth crocked. His eyes are red. “Excuse me, do I know you?” Confuse, I ask him. He lifts his head and suddenly I recognize him. He’s my classmate. The one who always come late to class, sleep during class, and get the worst score. Fabian. Actually, he’s handsome and I like him. We barely know each other, but he’s the coolest guy I ever met. If we had a chance to talk after class, he always tell me some funny stories, or his passion with marketing and Airsoft Gun. In the middle of the night he could randomly sent me some messages, asked about assignment, or simply asked me to accompany him when he did his assignment. He pays his tuition with his own money, since his dad didn’t...