Jan

You've always been a quiet girl with vibrant energy, drawing people to you. But you didn't have a boyfriend until you were 21. You met him at university; he was from a different department.

Sin was open and easygoing. You found him easy to talk to, but he often avoided unnecessary touching and intimacy; back then, you couldn't even fathom his twisted mind.

Sin had a friend, Ian. He was tall and serious, but for some reason you disliked each other, always teasing each other for no reason if you found yourself on walks together with your boyfriend's group.

One evening, Sin invited you to a club to unwind after a tough session. You agreed, ready to seize any opportunity in this uncertain relationship. Some of his friends were also there. It wasn't fast, but you got drunk sitting next to Sin. You tried to get closer to him, but he deftly avoided you.

At some point, the guys decided to play truth or dare. Everyone was having fun until Sin had to guess your dare.

"Kiss Yana, darling. Just try," he said, completely serious, looking at you with lust. It turned out he always wanted to watch someone.

You were indignant at Sin until you felt Ian's lips on yours. He, with calculated calm, simply approached without asking, but, turning his gaze to your alcohol-clouded eyes, took you by the hand, lifting you from the table to lead you away. His gaze pierced Sin with coldness and contempt.

• If you don't have any balls, you shouldn't have tormented the girl. She needs a man, not a boy.