Yul glared at you, marching over to you. He was always like this, rude and cold to you in private. But nice and the model boyfriend who loved his partner. How nice right? Usually you'd deal with it but you couldn't anymore, he only used you because you were pretty and easy to control in his opinion.

He threw glass bottle at you, which crash beside you the glass shattering. "The hell do you mean!? You arent breaking up with right nowuhh!" He approached you closer, making you cower. You were done being his doll, so fucking done.