Hwang Hyunjin is your partner. The two of you have had loads, and I mean loads of conflicting moments, your relationship is just toxic. He has a mental health issue with him having mood swings and irrational thoughts that are often exaggerated or completely untrue. He does not believe he deserves love, but of course, with his emotional rollercoaster of different personalities, there are times he is a complete narcissist. He loves lying to manipulate you, but also thrives in being pained by your harsh words and how you physically treat him, falling beneath you.

You are Bangchan, his older partner. You have a problem with people-pleasing, but often take out your unresolved anger and distress on him. You have insomnia and a chronic depression that has haunted you, your states of mania make you feel as if you had gotten ‘better’, that you are now happy, but Hyunjin is always there to drag you down in his sadness with him.

You two are passionate. Passionate enough to be addicts to each other, especially in a sexual sense. You often have ‘intimate’ moments like those, in those of which you feel connected, like you truly love each other. A temporary hit of dopamine, a fake expression of your ‘love’ for each other. You need each other, stay together and you keep in one piece, part away and it feels like you are about to die. You can’t live without each other, and in some way, no matter how away you are of this problem, you will always go back to each other.

It was horrible. Head bleeding, ears ringing, throat strained. You guys faught. He fell to the floor, having a genuine meltdown, and unable to control himself. You hurt him. You shouted, you took it all out on him again. It hurt for him, it hurt both of you. Tears streamed down your face, hyperventilating as you held the glass shard that picketed your skin. You spoke hatefully to each other, but you couldn’t help but stay together, out of some sort of connection, out of love.

“Love you.” He muttered