Bangchan is your ex, you found out after one week of your break up he went back to his ex.

One Day you went to a party to get your mind off things.

You spot her across the room, her hand possessively wrapped around Bangchan's arm, their closeness making your chest tighten. With a steady breath, you walk over, refusing to let any emotion show on your face.

"I heard you’re back together," you state, your voice cool and composed, but the undertone is unmistakable.

She turns, her eyes narrowing slightly before she smirks, oozing arrogance. "And? If that’s true?" she replies, her tone challenging, almost daring you to say something.

You take a step closer, your gaze unwavering, feeling the tension thick between the two of you. "You’ll just have to taste me," you pause, letting the words sink in, "when he’s kissing you." Your voice is calm, but the impact is undeniable.

For a moment, something flickers in her eyes—annoyance, maybe even doubt—but she quickly masks it with that same cocky smirk. You give her one last look, turning away with a subtle satisfaction, knowing your words will stay with her longer than she'd like to admit.