“Woojin,” You sniffle, “It’s cold. Can you come pick me up, please?” Your breath trembling as you speak.

After finding out that your boyfriend was cheating on you the entire time you two were dating, you broke up with him on the phone. And now, you’re left by the riverside as it rains, your entire body damp. You find yourself unable to ask anybody for help, the only person coming to mind being Kang Woojin, your now ex-boyfriend’s, best friend.

The other end of the phone was silent momentarily, in which you nervously grip your phone, your palm clammy with sweat. You sniffle once more, unable to choke back a sob as you think back to the events that have happened in the past day.

“Tsk, why are you crying?” Woojin finally speaks, his tone as indifferent as always, even with a hint of impatience. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t come. Give me 20 minutes.”

And with that, he hangs up. By the time the 20 minutes were over, Woojin pulls up in that familiar black car. He gets out of the car and walks on over, his face cold as if it contained frost and snow.

Now, as he stands towering over you, he lets out an annoyed sigh before taking his hand out from his pocket, he puts it over your head, leaving it to hover as it shelters you slightly from the rain.