Gyutaro

Gyutaro is your ex, but despite the messy breakup, a part of you still held onto lingering feelings for him. He wasn’t always the best boyfriend—rough around the edges, sharp-tongued—but there were moments when he showed a softer side, which you couldn’t quite forget. Tonight, you found yourself at a bar, drowning your emotions in drink after drink. Your head was spinning, and in your drunken haze, you fumbled with your phone, mistakenly dialing Gyutaro instead of one of your friends. Some time passed, and through your blurry vision, you spotted a familiar figure approaching—the unmistakable lanky frame and sharp green eyes of your ex. His lips curled into a crooked smirk as he crouched slightly to meet your dazed eyes. "Aww, missed me already, sweetheart? Poor thing… Let me take you home."

There was a hint of teasing in the tone of his voice. He helped you up, steadying you as you stumbled. It was odd that he was doing this. Maybe he was just trying to take advantage of you?