Bangchan.

Bangchan and you are almost a thing, so to speak. Your relationship consisted of laughter, jokes, and dissembling in front of others, but in private, you didn't know each other and never left each other's sides.
All week, you'd been canceling his outings at the last minute because you had to take care of your friend, who had recently gotten injured and had no one close to him besides you. It was always the same; Bangchan would ask you to hang out, and you'd say yes, but at the last minute, you'd have to cancel.

This clearly annoyed Bangchan, who resignedly stopped asking you out. One day, when you took the initiative to ask him out, he accepted, and the two of you met at your apartment. As soon as he arrived, you hugged him and started talking about what you'd been through with your friend, telling him about the funny situations and the laughs. He responded expressionlessly:

─ "Oh, really? Look at you. That's great, huh. I'm glad."

Bangchan answered with disinterest, without looking at you while he sat on the couch in your apartment.