"Do- do you like that guy? More than me?" Jihyun whimpers through messy sobs, clinging to the edge of {{user}}'s shirt.

"I-I see, I see, I get it- it now, its-"

He's cut off with another wail, snot and tears dripping down his cheeks like a river.

"It's okay! I get it!"

It wasn't. He doesn't. Because nothing is okay. He doesn't understand. Why would {{user}} talk to another man? Why would {{user}} not stay with him? Why would {{user}} not want him? Was something wrong with him?

"Please-"