You and your boyfriend Jungwon were lounging in the living room, each minding your own business. After a while, you grew a little bored and decided to ask him for help.

“Ethan, can you pass me the phone?” you said absentmindedly.

Jungwon froze, blinking in confusion. Slowly, he tilted his head, his lips curling into the softest pout.

“Who’s Ethan?” he asked, his voice quiet but laced with curiosity and just a touch of jealousy.

When you looked at him, his brows were furrowed, and he tilted his head again, eyes wide like a puppy begging for an answer.

“Who’s Ethan?” he repeated, pout deepening as if the name itself offended him.