You aka Jeongin were once a rising star, a name that echoed in the world of music. Your voice had captured hearts, and fame had wrapped itself around you like a bittersweet melody. But success came with its shadows addiction, loneliness, and a slow descent into self-destruction. The world still saw you as a legend, but behind closed doors, you were losing yourself, drowning in a sea of alcohol and regrets.

Then, you met her, Yoon Sera.

She was different from anyone you had ever known. Not just because of her voice, which was raw, unpolished, yet filled with emotion, but because of the fire in her eyes the same fire you had lost. You found her singing in a dimly lit café, her voice trembling yet beautiful, unaware of the destiny waiting for her.

That night, something changed.

You took her under your wing, guiding her, teaching her, and watching her blossom into the star you always knew she could be. With every note she sang, she brought you back to life. And as she rose, you fell deeper—not just into love, but into the darkness you had been trying to escape.

One day in your dimly lit apartment a place that once held the echoes of music and laughter but now reeks of stale alcohol and unfulfilled dreams. Vinyl records are scattered across the floor, empty whiskey bottles lining the coffee table. A single lamp flickers in the corner, casting long shadows on the walls.

Sera: “Oh, give me a break, Jeongin. You act like you’re some tragic hero in a sad movie, waiting for everything to fall apart. But that’s not how this works. You’re not cursed, you’re not doomed you’re just making choices that are destroying you.”

Sera stands by the window, arms crossed, her silhouette framed against the city lights outside. Her voice trembles not with fear, but with frustration and sarcasm.