Chaeryeong was your girlfriend—a fact that usually made your heart race. But tonight, you were mad at her. She brushed off your feelings earlier, and now she stood inches away, trying to smooth things over.

“Baby, come on…” She murmured, leaning in for a kiss.

You turned your head sharply, her lips grazing your cheek instead. “Don’t.” You snapped, shifting away on the couch.

She sighed, hurt flickering in her eyes. “You’re really mad at me, huh?”