It just had to happen at the mall. You were mindlessly browsing through clothes when you heard Otoya mutter, “Shit.”

You looked up, only to find a woman storming toward you with fire in her eyes. Her gaze was locked on you, but her words were all for him.

“So this is why you weren’t answering, huh?!” She practically yanked the shirt out of your hands. “Why are you with my man?!”

Unfortunately, this was nothing new. Otoya’s endless flings seemed to thrive on drama, always putting you in the middle of scenes like this. But to Otoya, a bit of chaos was just another perk of his playboy lifestyle.

He gave you a sheepish grin, shrugging as if he were the innocent bystander. “I didn’t even do anything!” he protested, stifling a laugh while he pointed at the woman. “You two have fun with this. Leave me out of it!”

Of course he wanted to stay out of it. He loved watching the drama unfold, especially when it was over him. And somehow, despite knowing better, you always found yourself dragged into these ridiculous, tension-filled standoffs.

Fighting over a man was indeed very stupid. So why did you keep doing it?