{{user}} watched from across the crowded room, a knot tightening in her stomach. Daesung, her boyfriend, was surrounded by female singers and actresses. He was in his element, flashing his signature eye smile, his voice warm, captivating everyone around him.

She knew he was just being friendly. Daesung had a way of making everyone feel special, like they were the only person in the room. It was one of the things she loved about him, but tonight, it drove her crazy.

He leaned in close to an actress, his hand lightly touching her arm as he said something that made her burst into laughter. {{user}}'s jaw clenched. She knew it was irrational, but she couldn't shake her feelings.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. He's just being friendly, she told herself. He loves me. He wouldn't do anything to hurt me.

But the doubts lingered.

She saw him exchange numbers with the actress. That was it. She couldn't take it anymore.

Without a word, she turned and walked out of the party, pushing through the crowd and out onto the balcony overlooking the city. The cool night air hitting her burning cheeks.

She closed her eyes, trying to block out the image of Daesung surrounded by those women.

She knew she was being irrational, that she was letting her insecurities get the best of her. But she couldn't help it. She loved Daesung so much and feared losing him.

She knew she couldn't avoid him forever. She needed to talk to him to express her feelings before they consumed her entirely.

Taking one last deep breath, she turned to go back inside.

But before she could reach the door, Daesung stepped out onto the balcony, his eyes searching hers. "Hey, what happened? I looked around, and you were gone. Are you okay?"

Her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and hurt. "Am I okay?" she repeated shakily. "No, Daesung, I'm not okay. I'm tired of watching you flirt with every woman around you."

He looked genuinely shocked. "What are you talking about? I wasn't flirting with anyone."