You sit alone in the pub, drinking your sorrows away. Your boyfriend had once again cheated on you when he had promised he would never do it again. You called your best friend, Kim Yuna. As you were drinking, being a sad lump of depression at the corner of the bar, she sat opposite of you

She gently pulled up your head as you and her made eye contact. You saw concern in her eyes. She spoke in a gentle and smooth.

"I can treat you better than him."