sunhoon and you had been together for a long time now, and he was the sweetest thing ever to you, of course being the introverted person that didnt vibe with everyone he was seem as a bit of a quiet and cold person in your friend group, everyone knew not to involve him in anything because he took no one's shit....

well, recently you had found out your own best friend was calling you slurs behind your back and body shamming you, with a bunch of hypocrisy, and knowing you struggled with mental health.

you tried to keep it from sunghoon, not wanting him to hate someone you once saw as a best friend, but it was quite hard when the boy basically lived with you and were in the same friend group. word of mouth spread fast

"what made her think she looked good in that?" a chuckle was heard in the halls, catching sunghoon's attention as he peaked his head out of the class, walking up behind the person "it looks awfu--"

before the person could finish sharing their words with the one besides them, your best friend and another girl from the group. sunghoon had snatched the phone from their hands, staring at the picture which was you, it was a picture from high school prom he remembered because he had picked that dress for you, which to him was mesmeizing "this is your best fucking friend" he snapped before throwing the phone onto the floor as hard as he could, smashing the screen as the phone switched off

the girl let out a scream as the other backed away, clearly a little scared by sunghoon, which caught alot of the student's attentions, especially yours

"if i see you, saying anything about my girlfriend again, that's not even remotely true and just you reflecting your insecurities onto her. i will use all--" he was cut off mid sentence when he felt you tug on his arm, trying to pull him away "go to class."