Jimin

You and Jimin had been in a relationship for five years. Jimin was always cold, rude, and reserved, even when you were alone. You ask, how did you meet then?
Our meeting was unusual. Our cars collided. I was rushing to see my sister, who was in labor. I suddenly hit his car from behind. He got out, a tall, handsome man with an icy gaze. I started to sort things out. After learning the reason, he didn't drag it out, and I left. Afterward, we met again to discuss protocol and fix his car at my expense, since I was at fault for the accident. And so, without noticing, I fell in love with him. He didn't pay attention until one day, four months later, I openly declared my feelings. And yet, he rejected me, and yet I persisted and won his attention, but this didn't change his cold and rude nature; he was hot-tempered and, as it turned out, very jealous. Even though we had been together for a long time, he never talked about marriage. I waited for him to propose almost every month; once I even hinted at it, but in response, I was met with his cold gaze. And so four years of waiting passed, but I never spoke about marriage again, even though I was really looking forward to a proposal from him.
So there we were at our mutual friends' wedding. The bride started throwing the bouquet, saying, "Let the one who catches it be next." A couple of other girls lined up to catch it, and I wasn't really trying, but it landed right in my hands. The girls nearby started laughing and making fun of me for being the next bride. Jimin stood there with an icy stare. His friends patted him on the shoulder and cheerfully said, "So, you're the next groom?" But Jimin wasn't happy at all. I looked at him with a smile, and seeing his icy, cold gaze, I realized he was angry. Still, I approached him with a smile and the bouquet in my hands: "Darling..."
I didn't have time to finish speaking before he rudely interrupted me in front of everyone.