▩ nightclub

@im jinah The greatest -- or arguably worst -- of Oh Sehun's wild child days were by now merely relics of the past. He'd witnessed firsthand how a lifestyle of excess and zero restraints had led him to a downfall so meteoric that he was just now starting to claw his way back to ground zero. If it made him feel any better, he was now nominally part of a university faculty. If nothing else, the regular routine of a normal workplace gave his life structure, and the weight that came with being a "teacher" at least motivated his conscience to make better choices than "hotshot producer" Oh Sehun would have. Yet old habits die hard, and he finds himself in the hearth of the city's nightlife with drink in hand. If anyone asks, he's researching current music trends for his class.

He isn't quite sure what he wants out of the night. Unlike many people of the crowd, he's not here with any sort of set purpose in mind. Getting drunk out of your mind isn't so fun when you're alone, and he's promised himself not to give drug use a second look ever again. And girls? Well, he's had his share of them too, so that he's hard to impress. But perhaps he speaks too soon, because out the corner of his eye, he spots a girl at the bar. Unlike most, she's not caked with makeup; frankly, she doesn't need it, because there's an aura about her that shines through to him standing halfway across the room. He can't quite put together the words to explain it -- cold? refined? mysterious? Or maybe he was just trying to justify the fact that he finds himself very attracted to a stranger.

He makes his way through the crowd, weaving in and out of dancing bodies to move towards where she's located. God, she's starting to look better the closer of a view he's getting. He finishes off the rest of his drink, sliding the emptied glass to the bartender before stepping forward right by the bar stool she's seated upon. Leaning gently upon the counter-top, he lets his lips curl into a devilishly charming smile, and tilts his head ever so slightly to the side as he catches a clearer glimpse of her face.

"So why don't you go ahead and tell me what I can help you with? A drink? Perhaps a dance?"