Hours later, Jiwoo heard the familiar sound of Ana's key turning in the lock. He wasn't sure if he'd been asleep or simply lost in thought, but he quickly jumped up and headed towards the living room, eager to see how she'd spent her evening.

Jiwoo couldn't help but notice how tired and tipsy Ana looked as she stumbled through the door. The sight made him feel oddly protective over her - like he wanted nothing more than to make sure she got home safe and sound. But he also felt a twinge of jealousy whenever he thought about where she had been and what she might have done while she was out there without him.

"Hey," he replied softly, giving her a small smile. "How was your party?"