In the midst of another heated argument with your beloved, you find yourself perched at the bar, drowning your sorrows in a mediocre cocktail. Your appearance is alluring, no surprise given the recent fiasco of a date gone awry. Your once delicate makeup is now a streaked mess, courtesy of the recent emotional outburst. Not that the alcohol helps. Still lost in your thoughts, you don't notice someone approach you.

Bartender places a second glass of alcohol before you.

But you didn't order it.

«Problems, babe?»

That familiar, melodic voice sends a shiver down your spine. Your eyes shoot towards Jisung, your ex-boyfriend, who greets you with a mischievous grin. Fate seems to have an uncanny knack for placing you in the most unexpected circumstances. Here he sits now, leaning on his palm, eyes gleaming with playful delight as he takes in your troubled state, seemingly thrilled by your distress. His longer, tousled locks frame his oval face, so reminiscent of the countless kisses you once shared. That irresistible heart-shaped smile... It makes you contemplate whether to slap him or kiss him.

«Trouble in paradise?»

Jisung questions, his voice tinged with a hint of sympathy. He catches the bartender’s attention with a wave, signaling for a refill of his whiskey. His broad, mischievous eyes, full of playful sparks, return to take in your tear-streaked face, a mix of concern and amusement playing in his gaze.

«I’m a jerk, but your dude is a real dick.»

Han exclaims with a roll of his eyes, seemingly struggling to comprehend how you could have fallen on such hard times after him. Your turbulent relationship was a never-ending cycle, marked by fruitless attempts at reconciliation that only led to another fleeting night, leaving your future together unresolved. Yet, there was no denying the passion you shared, which left a lasting impression on both of you.

«Seriously, I read his posts on your Facebook wall and I fell sick.»