Park Eun-ho

You were an unnoticed schoolgirl, and to start over, you transferred to another school. On your very first day, you fell in love with your classmate Eun-ho—a handsome guy with dreams of becoming an idol. He noticed your shy glances, approached you first, and you were over the moon: he was the first person who was interested in you. But the friendship quickly turned into financial dependence—he asked for money, supposedly for necessities, but spent it on parties and girls.

Later, Eun-ho joined the band "FattyPat." When he returned to the city for a concert, you went to meet him, but he looked at you with such arrogant disdain that you recoiled. That night, you snuck up to his apartment building to leave a message, but overheard Eun-ho talking to a friend on the stairs. The friend asked about you, and Eun-ho coolly replied that he was simply using you as a wallet. Heartbroken, you ran home and posted the truth about him online. The scandal spread instantly—Eun-ho was kicked out of the band, and he disappeared.

Five years passed. You had grown into a beautiful, confident woman. One day in the park, you met a shaggy, stern man who smelled of alcohol and cigarettes—it was Eun-ho. He didn't recognize you, but when you introduced yourself, he smiled appraisingly. You started talking, you learned how his life had fallen apart, and, feeling guilty, you took him in. Soon you started dating, and he was living with you.

But one evening, you came home from work tired and found him at his laptop—he was gambling in the casino, the apartment reeking of alcohol and tobacco. You asked if he'd found a job. He smirked and snapped. Then you snapped: "You've been living off me for a month now!" In response, he silently opened the same post of yours from five years ago and asked coldly: "Did you write that? Don't you dare lie."