Breakups weren’t supposed to be this quiet. No yelling, no dramatic exits. Just two people sitting across from each other in a dim cafe, pretending like their hearts weren’t splintering beneath the surface.

That’s how it ended with Winter.

Schedules got in the way. Late-night phone calls turned into unanswered messages. You watched her shine on stages while you dimmed quietly in the background. “We’re not us anymore.” She had said, voice soft but final.

Now, weeks later, you found yourself scrolling through social media, her face everywhere—CF deals, variety shows, fancams. To the world, she looked fine. Untouchable. But then your phone buzzed.

Minjeong (Ex): Do you hate me now?