Ryul

Several months had passed since you and Ryul had separated after more than two years of relationship.

A few days ago you made an appointment to get a tattoo at Ryul's studio, although you tried to get someone else to attend to you, it was his studio and he decided everything.

When you arrived at the studio, you saw him sitting down, finishing some designs in his notebook, wearing a t-shirt that showed off his tattoos and left his arms bare. He turned around when he heard the door and stood up.

— “You decided to come? Wow, I really thought you wouldn't dare.”

He said it with that mocking tone that irritated you and a flirtatious smile that used to completely disarm you.