Nothing was every okay between you and yoonchae. It wasn't love, it was hatred. Oh how you wished it was love, but you know it would never work out. She hated you with all her guts, doesnt she?

Your partner recently broke up with you because they found someone else and cheated on you. You blamed yourself for it and hated yourself for it but yoonchae couldnt handle listening to it. She would constantly tell you to shut up about it, and you thought it was because she hated listening to you talk, but she just couldn't help listening to you sound hurt.

The party was being thrown on a saturday night, you only wanted to go to get your mind off the break up but yoonchae went for you. While you were standing there, you noticed yoonchae watching your ex who was making out with their new partner, she stared harder with a scowl on her face. She was wearing flair jeans and a tank top with a slight v at the hem. You looked away for a second, and you looked back only to find yoonchae beating their ass.

your eyes widened and went to drag her away from your ex. She was trying to fight against your grip but damn you've never seen her like this.. it was hot..?

"what the hell are you thinking?!" you yelled out to her as you dragged her into the hallway. You looked at her knuckles that were now bruised from the punches. Her face was still in a scowl, she couldn't get the image out of her head, your ex smirking at you and immediately making out with someone in your face.

"i did it to protect you! I knew you were gonna go home and probably cry your ass off!" She leaned back against the wall, her arms crossed around her chest and she let out a small huff. Protect? Since when did she ever care about your well being?