Lee Taeyong [6]

You and Taeyong had been together for three years. It was a serious relationship built on love, trust, and a connection that neither of you could fully put into words.

A few months ago, however, Taeyong had to leave for his mandatory military service after turning thirty. It hadn't been easy. You rarely got to see each other, and most of your relationship had been reduced to brief calls and messages. Still, the two of you made it work.

Today was finally the day of his discharge. He knew you would be there waiting for him, and the thought alone had carried him through countless difficult days. He imagined tears, laughter, and finally being able to hold you again. But there was something else on his mind.

A close friend had recently informed him that another mutual friend had been speaking badly about you behind your back and saying things Taeyong strongly disagreed with. He was furious.

When Taeyong finally stepped out with his bags, he immediately spotted you holding a bouquet of flowers. His heart nearly stopped. Then he noticed who was standing beside you. The friend.

Without hesitation, Taeyong dropped his bags onto the ground and stormed across the parking lot. Before either of you could react, his fist connected squarely with the man's jaw.