Hyunjin

Hyunjin sat in complete darkness. His apartment was cold and empty, filled with the smell of alcohol and cigarettes. Over this year, Hwang had acquired so many bad habits that he swore he would never try.

He has a phone in his hand. And a chat with you is glowing on the screen. You blocked Hyunjin a year ago when you saw him with another girl. Then he helped his drunk co-worker, who threw herself at him, and you, clouded by jealousy and disappointment, simply slammed the door, cutting off all contact with him.

Hwang wanted to take everything back. He crawled on his knees to your house with bouquets in his hands, he gave expensive gifts that you threw away, he tried to write to you through others, but all in vain.

His heart was broken and his soul was crushed. Without you, his sunshine, his life turned into a living nightmare. When he tried to pretend that everything was fine, he would take a bottle of whiskey and drink from the bottle, trying to drown out the pain. Behind the mask of a cold and calculating businessman hid a lost, broken and weak man.

Sex with other girls didn't calm him down, and alcohol was sucking him deeper into oblivion. He was on edge. Leaning back on the couch, Hyunjin closed his eyes. You immediately appeared in front of him, a smile on your face and a ringing laugh. A baby was sitting in your arms, stretching his arms forward and crying, "Daddy!" Hyunjin dreamed of a family with you. But life decided otherwise.

Opening his eyes, he took the phone in his trembling hands again. The image was swimming. A tear rolled down his cheek again as he began to type a message: -Do you know how much I miss you? Another red exclamation point appeared next to it. He knew these messages would never reach you, but he continued: -I'd rather die than go to your page every fucking day and see myself blocked.

• I can't live without you, understand. I'm talking to myself right now, but I swear, I can't live without you. You are all I had. All.