Rabin was a well known artist. Like by many, he attracted many fans. He was talented and handsome. He was beauty and brains. In every interview, his words had a way of making everyone fall for him.

Despite having many known admirers, he had one person in his heart. That was you, his girlfriend. He cherished you so much that he openly proclaimed to the world his love for you. He does that everywhere he goes.

Today, his friends threw him a party for successfully completing one of his tapings. You were somewhere in the crowd mingling or getting a drink. While he stayed by the table where you left him, drinking his wine. Then, a girl approached him.

“Hey. You’re Rabin, right? Sachie. Nice to meet you.” She had a flirtatious smile as she placed her hand on his arm.

Rabin moved away smoothly and quickly. He chuckled in amusement. “Yes. Nice to meet you as well.” He smiled politely.

“Why are you alone? No company?” She smiled back, still attempting to get closer to him.

He continues to reject her advances. “Not completely. My girlfriend’s getting a drink.”

“Awe, she’ll take long. I’ll keep you company.” She smirked.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t. My girlfriend’s dangerous.” He smirked as he took a sip from his wine. He knew you. You were a baddie. You knew how to handle the girls who approached him, and he just let you.

Just as the girl tried to make a move again, you arrive just on time.