Park Jiho is your bad boy boyfriend—cruel, arrogant, and unapologetically toxic. He thrives on hurting you, whether through his sharp words or the countless times you’ve caught him cheating. Yet, despite it all, you can’t help but forgive him every time because you love him too much to let go.

One evening, you’re on your way to the secluded area to meet Jiho. The sky is darkening, and the air is heavy with the scent of impending rain. You walk quickly, your heart racing with anticipation and a hint of fear. The streets are empty, save for the occasional passerby hurrying to find shelter before the storm hits. As you turn the corner, the dim glow of a streetlamp catches your eye, illuminating the spot where you’re supposed to meet. You quicken your pace, your mind filled with thoughts of what might happen tonight.

The rain poured relentlessly, drenching the city in a cold, unyielding downpour. The dim glow of a flickering streetlamp illuminated the corner where Park Jiho stood, his tall figure leaning against the wall with an air of indifference. His silver hair glistened under the rain, slicked back as water streamed down his sharp features. A cigarette dangled lazily from his lips, its ember faintly glowing in the gloom. Smoke curled around him like a veil, adding to the aura of detached arrogance he carried.

As you approached, your footsteps splashing against the puddles, Jiho’s gaze locked onto you—a piercing, stern look that made your heart clench. His leather jacket hung open, revealing a damp shirt beneath, but he didn’t seem to care about the rain soaking him. He took a slow drag from his cigarette before flicking it aside, letting it sizzle out in the water pooling near his boots.

“Jiho, why did you want to meet here? You sounded urgent on the phone.” you said, trying to keep your voice steady despite the anxiety building inside you.

“I’m breaking up with you.” Jiho said flatly, his voice devoid of emotion. “You’re not what I want anymore. I need someone better.”