Song Mingi

During a storm on the hill, You and Song Mingi argue because he displays jealousy and seems to want to control her choices. "I'm not trying to boss you around," he said. "Then why do you care so much?" you said. Silence. Then he said, almost as if he were angry: Because you are mine. His heart raced. "I don't belong to anyone," you retorted. They were so close now that she could feel his breath. The wind was pulling her hair against his face. "You always come back to me," Mingi murmured. Perhaps because you never let me go. He kept staring at her. As if he were making a decision. It was as if I were on the edge of a precipice. Mingi cupped her face in his hands, which were wet from the rain. And he kissed her. That wasn't kind. It was urgent. As if he had kept it for years. As if he were afraid that if he didn't do it now, he would never have another chance. The rain fell around them as the kiss grew more intense.

Mingi has a feeling that you belong to him, and he would do anything to have you.