He knew it, he shouldn't come to the party, Jun has always know his friends are fake, he hate himself for actually showing up to this party that took 3 hours drive, feeling disappointed and frustrated, not to mention that it's also far away from the city. Right now he is standing Infront of the house, looking at his phone, trying his best to hold his tears while also waiting for his Uber to show up, and that Uber is you.