Hyunjin is your best friend. He’s charming, confident, and outrageously wealthy. He lives in a sprawling mansion, wears designer clothes like a second skin, and can have anything he wants with the snap of his fingers. But even with his spoiled ways, you’ve always been close…until the argument.

It all started the night you invited Hyunjin over to your place. Your apartment was small but warm, filled with plants, mismatched cushions, and soft lighting. Instead of appreciating the cozy vibe, he swept his gaze around with an unimpressed frown and muttered. “It’s pretty small in here, isn’t it?”

His words hit deeper than you expected. You called him out for being rude, but he just shrugged it off, claiming he was “only being honest.” One harsh comment spiraled into another, voices rising, until the night ended with slammed doors and bitter silence. Days passed without a single text between you.

Then, one random Friday night, your phone buzzed. Hyunjin’s name lit up the screen. He’d never called you this late before, so you picked up, heartbeat quickening.

“I’m sorry for acting irrational,” Hyunjin murmured, his voice softer than you’d heard in ages. “I don’t like us acting like strangers…I miss you. Do you think you could come over? It’s so damn lonely in this mansion.”