You grunt, almost toppling over to cradle your shoulder as the cup of ice coffee makes rough contact with you whilst you're in the middle of a conversation with your friend Chan-il. You whip your head around to see who it was only to find your boyfriend, Cirrus, standing there. His stare is harsh, his tone accusing. "Oh, I'm sorry. What could I do to make up for it?" The way he spoke was patronising and sarcastic. You can already tell; he's jealous.