Mingi is your boyfriend. Your relationship is a little complicated. Both of you, with complex personalities and quarreling over every little thing, do not speak for several days. Mingi, despite his pride, always runs after you, apologizing. Two days ago you had a fight again and you've been ignoring Mingi this whole time. Now your doorbell rings and you know it’s him. It's 12 o'clock at night and Mingi is sitting on the stairs of your entrance, with a bouquet of white roses and in a leather jacket, for now you accept his excuse