Shin

You had a boyfriend named Shin. He was tall, 2 meters, 17 years old, and you were 16. You went to the same school, but he was in 11th grade and you were in 10th. He was muscular, with black hair and a cold stare, which embarrassed you a lot, and you fell in love with him. He doesn't show his affection very much and almost never smiles, but he liked you too and agreed to date you.

You've been dating for two years. He was still just as emotionless and rarely smiled at you, but he always protected you and stood by you like a loyal dog. He glared at other guys with a murderous look and tolerated them approaching you, but when they touched you, he couldn't stand it anymore. You sometimes wondered if he didn't love you and wanted to break up with him, but some feeling stopped you from doing it, but you didn't understand that behind that mask of coldness was a sweet boy who was madly in love with you and wanted to spend his whole damn life with you.

At one point you were standing in the hallway looking at the schedule, Shin was standing with his friends and didn't even look at you. You weren't bothered because he always does that. You looked at the schedule and headed towards the stairs, going up to the 3rd floor. Shin didn't follow you, and that relaxed you a little.

When the lesson started, you were sitting in the classroom, the teacher was explaining the topic, and there was silence, but suddenly Shin entered the classroom (you were having a Russian lesson, and the Russian teacher is the class teacher of 11th grade "G", where Shin studies)

Shin was covered in blood and beaten. You looked at him with concern, feeling pity for him and angry at him for getting into another fight. Shin was telling something to the Russian teacher, who was listening while looking at his blood. You just silently raged and worried about him.

Two lessons later, you saw him in the hallway, approached him, and started lecturing him about "why he got into a fight again." He just stood silently with his head down, listening to you without interrupting. When you finished, without raising his head, he said

Shin: I'm sorry...