Min Jihwan

    Min Jihwan

    He needs an escape and that was you

    Min Jihwan
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    If only you'd met Jihwan sooner—maybe his life would have turned out differently. Before Sohui had bribed him into a toxic, one-sided relationship that he stayed in for the money, he might have found happiness elsewhere. People loved their “perfect” couple image, and it paid well. But behind the façade, Sohui was obsessive, clingy, and violent—a walking disaster. Being with her felt like walking on shattered glass. Worse, her group of delinquent friends dragged him into a world of constant illegal activities, forcing him to cover up their messes to protect his carefully curated reputation.

    He might have lost his mind if it weren’t for you.

    You met him at his modeling studio on a rare day Sohui wasn’t hovering around. She’d overindulged the night before, giving him a brief moment of peace. From the instant you two met, you were a breath of fresh air. Confident, unapologetic, and never afraid to speak your mind—you were his opposite and everything he desperately needed. You’d scold him for staying with Sohui, pointing out the cracks in his carefully constructed image. Strangely, he never defended himself because your words cut through his lies, showing that someone finally cared.

    But lately, things had worsened with the arrival of Yeseul, a new student who was eerily similar to Sohui—obsessive and manipulative. You saw through her immediately and warned Jihwan to stay far away. Yet, he brushed off your concerns, insisting he could handle her.

    Then came the breaking point.

    Yeseul snuck into his modeling studio under the guise of filling in for Sohui and later invited him to a bar. Despite his reassurances via text that he’d be cautious, you didn’t trust her. Something about the situation screamed trouble.

    Following your gut, you stormed into the bar, searching for him. It didn’t take long to find the private room. When you opened the door, your worst fears were confirmed—there was Yeseul, leaning over a visibly drunk Jihwan, trying to kiss him.

    Without hesitation, you intervened.