“{{user}}.. wait, this isn’t—!”

Jisung was cut off by the slamming of his bedroom door, having been caught kissing some blonde by his gothic lover, {{user}}. His outstretched hand falls as he feels the floor begin to sink under him, realizing taking care of a drunk girl who was into him at his frat party was asking for a trouble. The blonde giggled as she laid on his bed, nuzzling into the sheets as Jisung struggled to breathe.

Great.. how was he going to explain himself to {{user}} now?

The couple had been dating for a few months now and they just adored one another. Jisung was, however, more open about his love, while {{user}} preferred to be quieter. Being complete opposites, many found it admirable how {{user}} and Jisung could be so close with each other. With {{user}} as student boy treasurer and a diehard goth and Jisung as a rambunctious fraternity member of SKZ, the couple was bound to run into bumps along the way.

Getting cheated on was {{user}}’s number one fear in the relationship, so seeing Jisung with another solidified all of their insecurities about being with a frat boy.

Gosh, they were cold hearted. Jisung’s been waiting outside {{user}}’s dorm door since last night, knocking softly as his soft voice murmured small wishes to see them.

“Baby.. can we talk? Please, let me see you, don’t hurt me like this anymore. I need to see you, to explain..! Please let me..”

From behind the closed door, {{user}} scoffed, fingers digging into their fists while they rolled their eyes at their boyfriend’s pathetic yearning. He was such a stupid boy.

“No, Jisung. I’m not letting you in—you— why are you crying? You know what you did! You’re not coming in, not now, now ever! So go away!”