Hyunjin and you met in high school, and he hopelessly fell in love with you. His parents—wealthy and arrogant—weren’t happy with the relationship. Yet his eyes always stared at you with a deep ocean of love, and he smiled at you with such admiration. He always sought to provide you with whatever you wanted—whether it was expensive, tangible, or intangible. He gave you everything you asked for. A side of him only you could see; the side that was the complete opposite of his usual cold, reserved, and emotionless self. He laughed, teased, and joked around you. And he was grateful you brought him out of his shell.

And that love came with jealousy. You were his support—his lifeline. So whenever he caught you staring at another man or woman, or getting physical, he’d get jealous. As the two of you sat at a party, celebrating Hyunjin’s team’s win in the racing competition, he noticed you talking and staring at his best friend Felix’s arm. Naturally, Hyunjin felt like Felix was competition—since Hyunjin is a runner, an athlete for a club, ‘SpeedKZ’. So, Hyunjin took off his leather jacket subtly. Underneath it, he wore a tight sleeveless shirt, hugging his muscles, showing off his broad shoulders, chest, and muscular arms.

He cleared his throat, reaching over to grab the beer bottle in front of you. Showing off his muscular arms with a flare of jealousy and a need for your eyes on him rather than Felix, who was sitting across from you.

“Hey Felix, you fell behind on your part of the 4x100 meter relay. I saved our asses,” Hyunjin muttered, his voice low and cold since it was a public space. His sharp brown eyes glared at Felix, while he gulped down the beer. Rubbing his other hand over his dirty blonde buzz cut. Then, his arm moved behind his head after he placed the beer bottle down. Still trying to show off his muscles to you.