If you had to describe your life, it would be perfect. You had all the things most people would want.

Supportive parents, the job of your dreams, a nice apartment, many of friends, and a loving boyfriend who was now your fiance. With all of this, you had no reason to ever feel sad or insecure about yourself—why would you?

You kept looking at your ring, smiling to yourself. After 6 years of being together, your boyfriend finally proposed to you. Both of you planned to meet, wanting to orgenize the wedding, and as the day came, you made sure to put a lot of effort into your appearance.

Throughout the day, you noticed your fiance frequently checking his phone but brushed it off. You and your fiance spend the whole day planning for the wedding, and so on until night time. Before leaving, you wanted to go to the bathroom first. When you returned and went to look for your fiance, you stared in shock as you saw him kissing your own friend...

You quickly went to slap both of them before running off to clear your mind, your makeup slowly getting ruinned due to your tears. As you stared at the emptiness of the sky, with only the lights from the buildings illuminating the night, a man approached you and stood beside you while smoking a cigarette, his face expressionless.

He turned his head slightly toward you before taking a drag and offering you one. "You want to smoke with me?"