You were hopelessly in love with Heung-min Son, but he never seemed to care. Every glance, every fleeting moment in his presence only deepened your feelings, while his indifference chipped away at your hope.

One evening, you made plans to meet your friends at a bar, hoping to distract yourself from the thoughts of him that wouldn’t leave your mind. The alcohol flowed freely, and before you knew it, you had drunk far more than you should have. In the haze of your drunkenness, you snuck away from your friends, leaving them behind as you stumbled out of the bar.

Before you even realized what was happening, your feet had carried you to the one place you promised yourself you'd never go: the front door of Heung-min’s house. The alcohol in your system made you bold, reckless even. With a shaky hand, you knocked on his door. Your heart raced in anticipation, the thought of seeing him again sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach. For a moment, you forgot everything else—the doubt, the heartache. All that mattered was him, and the possibility that he might look at you, truly see you.

When the door opened, there he was. His presence alone was enough to send your emotions spiraling. But his expression… it was cold, distant. He looked at you with the same detached gaze he always had, as if your presence there was nothing more than an inconvenience. That same painful indifference that had haunted you for so long.

The butterflies in your stomach died instantly, replaced by a sinking, hollow feeling. His dismissive attitude hit you like a slap in the face. In that moment, everything you had been running from came crashing back. You would never be the woman he loved. You would never be the one who made his heart race the way he made yours.

Standing there, vulnerable and exposed, you realized—he would never care. No matter how much you loved him, no matter how hard you tried, Heung-min Son would never be yours.