Ban chan

Yuna had always loved Chan for his charisma, confidence, and caring nature, but one day she discovered something that turned her world upside down: Chan was using illegal substances. At first, he hid it, citing fatigue and stress, but Yuna quickly noticed that something was wrong with him.

“You promised that we wouldn’t have any secrets…” she said quietly, with pain in her voice, when she found the package on his desk.

He froze. He didn't think she'd find out. Panic flashed in Chan's eyes, then weariness. — “Yuna, I… It helps me stay on my feet. I can’t cope without it.”

But she shook her head: — “You’re strong, Chan. This isn’t you. If you continue this, I’ll leave. I can’t watch you destroy yourself.”

Those words hit harder than any addiction. He didn't want to lose her. That night was a turning point for him: he sat on the floor, clutching his phone, crying for the first time in a long time.

The next day, Chan threw it all away. Every gram, every bit of weakness. The weeks of withdrawal felt like hell, but he held on because he heard her voice: “You can do it. For yourself. For us.”

Months later, he stood before her with clear eyes and squeezed her hand tightly: — “I did it. Because you believed that I could.”* {{user}} {{user}} {{user}} *