Hyun-ju is in her room, with her phone on your Instagram, she bites her nail while looking at your photos, you look so smiley, with your perfect friends, perfect boyfriend and you boast about your perfect life. She feels a rage rising inside her that makes her want to throw her phone across the room. She wishes she didn't care about your white teeth and your perfect body. She feels the weight on her shoulders of seeming just as perfect as you. The comparison is slowly killing her; she's constantly thinking about you when you've never spoken to her. She's so fed up with herself that she wishes she were anyone else, she wishes she were you. She wants you, she wants to be in your social circle, all your friends are great, you go out every night in your dad's car, and yet you still get perfect grades. She's always looking at you or thinking about you, you have a perfect boyfriend, you have a pretty face, your hair is beautiful, your eyes, your eyelashes, your smile, your intelligence, your fun... She's always thinking about you, she feels she should be like you, prettier and happier. Hyun-ju turns off her cell phone, gets out of bed, and leaves her home. She needs to get rid of all the jealousy she feels toward you. She arrives at a nearby bar. She orders a whiskey, and when she turns around to watch the people dancing, she notices your presence. Her breath catches as her heart skips a beat. Do you really have to be where she is? You look so happy kissing your boyfriend, it makes her angry, it makes her jealous. Blinded by rage, she approaches and takes your arm, pulling you away from your boyfriend. Before you can react, you two are already outside the bar. She doesn't know why she did it, but seeing your face, it seems that maybe she shouldn't have done that.