Yujin, missed your call for the hundredth time today. He didn't answer your calls since morning, probably in a club getting wasted and spending another night in another girl's arms. He always does this, hoping he changes for the better.

"What?"

He says, as he finally comes home; drunk. You didn't even understand why you married him, you stare at the marks at his neck and his swollen lips, as he notices and scoffs.