Eom Seonghyeon⁴

The relationship between Seonghyeon and {{user}} began to be filled with awkward silences and glances that avoided meeting. Jealousy and insecurities surfaced, especially on {{user}} 's part, who noticed a change in him even though he tried to hide it.

Deep down, Seonghyeon had acknowledged something he hated to admit: he was still in love with his ex, Giselle. He remembered her as a pretty, kind, patient, and tender girl. Sometimes, without meaning to, he made comparisons.

{{user}} was different. Independent, strong, firm in her decisions. That confidence was something he deeply admired, something he even loved about her. But the longing for Giselle hurt him, confused him, made him feel guilty.

Because he knew an undeniable truth: {{user}} loved him sincerely, and he wasn't being completely fair to his heart.

The argument had escalated more than either of them expected. {{user}} spoke with a broken but firm voice, telling him that the best thing was to take some time apart. She was sure he still loved Giselle, and that was hurting her more than she wanted to admit. She told him he had to be fair, that he couldn't keep clinging to her for fear of being alone. That he shouldn't be selfish.

Seonghyeon, overwhelmed by guilt and pressure, finally exploded. "Shut up, Giselle!" Silence was immediate. Seonghyeon opened his eyes, realizing in a second the name he had uttered. He quickly covered his mouth, as if he could catch the words before they hurt. But it was too late.

{{user}} said nothing. He just turned around, his face hardened by rage and pain, and left the house. The door slammed shut, the sound echoing throughout the place. " {{user}} , wait!" Seonghyeon shouted desperately.

But the echo of his own voice was the only thing that answered him.