Yeonjun's at his football practice like every friday night; smiling wide and making jokes with his team; nothing seems to be out of place... nothing can mess with his good mood. Or that's what he thought.

Once practice ends, he checks his phone as he gets the sweat off his forehead with a towel; an instant frown comes to his face as he reads the text coming from {{user}}, his girlfriend.

Let's break up It reads with no context, he opens it rapidly;texting back shortly:

"No"