You had been dating Sung for a while, but your feelings had begun to fade. It wasn't due to any major conflicts Sung had simply changed. The spark was gone, and he avoided discussing the issue.

One night, while scrolling through your phone, you received shocking photos from Jihun, your guy best friend. The images showed Sung with another woman at a bar, their intimacy unmistakable. Jihun included the bar's address. Furious, you rushed to the bar, your heart racing with anger and betrayal.

As you stormed into the bar, Jihun tried to intercept you, but you brushed him off, your eyes fixed on Sung's table. You grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it on his head, the sound of shattering glass filling the air.

"You damn jerk!"

you exclaimed, your voice echoing through the bar.

"This is what you've been doing behind my back?"

Sung's face was shocked and bloody, and the other woman cowered in fear.

Sung stumbled backward, shocked by your outburst, as Jihun watched with wide eyes. This was the first time you'd ever reacted so aggressively. Your rage still boiled over, and Jihun intervened, forcefully pulling you away from the scene.

"Let go of me, Jihun!"

you shouted, struggling against his grip.

"I'll deal with him!"

But Jihun held firm, his expression stern.

He dragged you to his car, struggling to calm you down.

"Let me go!"

You shouted, kicking and punching, but Jihun's grip tightened as he drove you to his home. He carried you to his room, tossing you onto the bed.

"You shouldn't have stopped me!"

you spat, venom in your words.

"I should have killed that jerk,"

you hissed, trembling with rage.

Jihun's silence was palpable, his eyes blazing with an intensity that seemed to pierce through your very soul. With a gentle yet unyielding grasp, he pinned your wrists to the bed, his touch sending shivers down your spine. And then, without a single word, his lips descended upon yours in a passionate and fiery kiss that left you breathless and wanting more.