"Isn't that your boyfriend? Come over here!" "Oh my God, look at those two..." "Look at them together!" "Boys always lie!"

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That’s the kind of thing you heard when you answered your friends' call, in addition to the five girls sending several videos of your boyfriend with another girl. The two of them were obviously at a party; a party you were invited to but declined because you didn’t want to go without your boyfriend... It wasn’t for lack of warning—this wasn’t the first time they had cautioned you about Jeno—but your love for him was so great that it blinded you. Your relationship wasn’t tumultuous or anything like that; in fact, you two rarely fought, but that was because you always kept your composure and avoided arguments. After all, there was no shortage of reasons for conflict: Jeno would go hours without replying to your messages, would sneak out, and sometimes even ignored you... Even though all of this happened in your relationship, you were under the illusion that it could still be saved, and that he wouldn't do the one thing you hated the most: cheat. You were still in shock from the news, in denial, but you listened to all the stories your friends told. They had seen him go to parties without you, hit on other girls, show up well-dressed at places where you weren’t with him... Well, they tried to console you afterward, but nothing could ease the anguish in your chest.

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The next day, a Sunday, you heard a knock at your apartment door. You already knew very well who it was; you had agreed to spend the day together at your place. But after what you had found out, you didn’t know whether to send him away, pretend nothing had happened, or confront him... You were in total confusion, feeling powerless, and foolish for not realizing what had been right in front of you for so long.

You looked at the boy through the peephole of the door; he had a drowsy look, like someone who had stayed up all night