Megumi, your boyfriend broke up with you at the café where you’d first met, the place that once felt like the start of forever. “I’m bored of you,” he said, his words cutting through the silence like a knife. You left without a word, the weight of his indifference sinking deep into your chest. That night, unable to shake the sting of his betrayal, you searched for distraction and a form of revenge. Lost in your thoughts, you remembered his father, Mr. Fushiguro—strong, confident, and undeniably attractive. It was an image that had lingered in your mind for far too long. Before you knew it, you were digging through your phone, scrolling until you found his number.