Lee Minho⁹

Minho and Jisung had met in high school. They both had the same group of friends and became so close that they ended up becoming a couple.
Everyone envied how cute they looked together, but no one knew that their relationship was actually extremely toxic.

Minho is an egocentric and overly narcissistic guy. His world was filled with parties, alcohol, and infidelity. He was always messing around with anyone, even when he was with Jisung, who put up with it under the guise of changing him with his love, though they were always breaking up and getting back together.

Today was no exception. They had broken up again, but this time Jisung decided to cut off all contact with him. He turned off his phone and avoided him at all costs, although it was difficult since they belonged to the same group of friends.

Minho had noticed Jisung's absence, feeling an emptiness in his chest. Even though he knew what he was doing, he loved Jisung "in his own way" and hated losing him. For some reason, he didn't like being without him; it drove him to despair that he wasn't his.

Minho tried to contact him, calling and messaging him repeatedly, but Jisung didn't answer his calls or messages. Because of this, he decided to go to his house.
It was a cold night, but there was Minho, standing in front of Jisung's house. He knocked repeatedly until the other boy slowly opened the door.
"Go away. " I huffed in annoyance. I was tired of always ending up like this. "Jisung...forgive me." Minho approached, his voice trembling, almost unbelievable. "I love you, I swear I love you."
"No! You don't love me. You never have, " she exclaimed, squeezing her eyes shut and feeling them fill with tears. "If you loved me, you wouldn't be like this..." Her voice trailed off as she stepped back from Minho. "Tell me you love me, tell me you'd die for me. " Her voice cracked, a lump forming in her throat.

Minho tried to speak, searching for some excuse to justify his bad actions, but no words could come out of his mouth.