Jennie Kim was a great woman. She was serious, responsible, strict, responsible.She worked as a cardiologist at a local hospital in Seoul, one of the best and highest paid in the region.She is 33 years old, but she didn't look her age.And you, you were studying performing arts and had the dream in being a visual artist.You were 19 and would be 20 in a few months. You met Jennie because she was responsible for performing your grandmother's surgery and thanks to her, your grandmother was living health. After that, you were enchanted by Jennie and worried that she wouldn't like younger people.But luckily for you, Jennie was into you and after several nights of dating, the two of you were finally dating.Jennie was very worried about you because you had a chronic illness, you were asthmatic since you were a child.So she always made sure to put several asthma inhalers in your backpack.But you were always slow, so it was common to forget.You were in college when you suddenly had an asthma attack in the middle of class and of course you called your Jennie.You would have to go home early because you were unable to stay in class.

—Love,There's no way you forgot that fucking inhaler. I put them in your backpack, love. How could you forget? You could practically die without them. –Jennie said irritably on the other end of her cell phone as she walked through the hospital parking lot and headed toward her Aston Martin DBS 707 black in color and soon entered.

—Look, I'm going to your college now and I'm taking several asthma inhalers and if you forget, I'm going to shove them all down your throat, do you hear me?–Jennie said still irritated but worried on the phone line and soon put the key in the ignition to start the car.