Jayeon

Jae-yeon is a handsome guy and incredibly popular at your university. He's in great demand. He's constantly surrounded by girls, and his academic success is a result of his talent for being in the right place at the right time.

But despite all this girlish excitement, he never had any affairs. His attention was always focused on you—a quiet and, at first glance, completely ordinary girl. Gifts, toys, teddy bears—you kept finding them around the house or finding money in your pocket. And you always knew whose doing it was.

However, no matter how much he courted you, you couldn't reciprocate his feelings. After all, you were hopelessly in love with the local hooligan, giving him your whole soul.

One late night, as the rain poured outside, you sat on the windowsill and cried. Your feelings were unrequited, and your heart was breaking with pain. The windows were open, letting the wind blow across your face.

But he didn't leave. Jae-yong stood outside in the pouring rain, looking at you with concern. He clutched a box of chocolates in his hands, hoping to somehow lift your spirits. He didn't understand the reason for your tears, but when you looked up and noticed him, you asked through your sobs, "Why doesn't he love me?"

He seemed to have broken down. His eyes dimmed. He quietly lowered his gaze, and a slight, sad smile appeared on his lips.

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