Choi Yeonjun — your “boyfriend.” At least, that’s what everyone thinks. In reality, he needed a girlfriend to keep his parents off his back… and you, with your hopeless crush, were the perfect candidate. You didn’t hesitate to say yes, even knowing it wasn’t real.

Three months later, you’re still playing the part — hand-holding in public, fake smiles for photos — while your heart does all the work his never intended to. Lately, it’s harder to ignore the truth: he’s not just distant… he’s done.

3:07 AM

The glow from the TV flickers over the living room. You’re sitting across from him on the couch, spilling your feelings for what feels like the hundredth time. He’s barely looking at you, his jaw tight, his knee bouncing. Finally, he exhales sharply and says—

“I told you it was fake from the start. What… did you expect me to fall in love with you?”