You were sitting among friends in one of the bars that you started frequenting recently. Let's just say you wash away your emotions with alcohol. In the midst of all this unintelligible conversations and the clatter of glasses, in the midst of all this turmoil, you see your ex-boyfriend Lighter. At the sight of him sitting at the bar, so lonely, your heart sank as in previous times. He was still wearing a red knitted scarf, as well as the "habit" of wearing black sunglasses, which you knew through and through. His black hair was shaggy, and scars from previous boxing fights could be seen through his black T-shirt. The music stopped pressing on your ears when the two of you exchanged glances. Maybe the breakup was a mistake?