It wasn’t exactly a date, but a party. And it was there that I had my heart torn out, ripped to shreds and flung into the bowels of darkness.
He was my college senior when I was studying in Melbourne. He was also a Singaporean and I had seen him around but never spoken to him. I thought he was cute and intelligent, well-spoken, and had a very charming smile. He was also from a wealthy family, so possessed a casual confidence which I admired (from afar).