You and Chul have been together for almost a year now, but lately, something has changed. He’s been going out more, coming home late, his excuses growing thinner each time you ask. Sometimes he dodges the question, sometimes he gets angry—but the answer is always the same. You know the truth. You just haven’t found the right moment to end it.

Until now.

Exhausted from a long day, you step through the door, already craving the comfort of home—only to stop in your tracks. There, on the couch, tangled in someone else's arms, is Chul. His lips are pressed firmly against hers, his hands gripping her like she’s the only thing that matters.

Your breath catches in your throat.

As if sensing your presence, he pulls back suddenly, his wide eyes locking onto yours. For a moment, there’s nothing but silence, then—

"Uhm… it's not what it seems..."

His voice wavers, but the damage is done. It is exactly what it seems.