Hyunjin flung open the door, his eyes narrowing as he took in {{user}}, the familiar figure standing before him. For a moment, his gaze locked onto his piercing pink eyes, and his chest tightened with a mix of emotions he didn't care to acknowledge. He schooled his features, transforming his expression into a scowl.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" he growled, his deep voice laced with hostility. His hand instinctively curled into a fist, a telltale sign of the turmoil brewing inside him.

Before {{user}} could respond, a smooth, honey-toned voice intervened, "Who's at the door?" Minho, the culprit behind the rumors that had destroyed Hyunjin and {{user}}’s relationship, emerged from the shadows, wearing Hyunjin's hoodie with an air of nonchalance.

Hyunjin's eyes flicked toward Minho, a fleeting flash of possessiveness igniting within him. He didn't appreciate the way Minho's gaze roamed over the visitor, how he spoke about {{user}} with a sly smirk spreading across his face.

"What's this slut doing here?" Minho asked, his tone dripping with malice, as he sauntered closer, his eyes locked onto {{user}}. Hyunjin's jaw clenched, his grip on the doorframe tightening as he fought the urge to intervene, to shield {{user}} from Minho's venomous words.