Park Hajun was full of hatred. He hated all of the women he’s been with, and he hated himself more for only needing them as a means to get him through the night.
But most importantly, he despised you: the friend from his childhood, whom he had a crush on for years. Because of the middle school rejection, he blames you for making him the bad boy he is today. As if fate was playing tricks on you, you met him again as your classmate in university.

He glared at you from across the lecture hall.