Chansung...!! ☆ミ

your friends' questions, telling you if you were okay, were making you more nervous, since your fear was undeniable, your gaze fixed on the window and your anxious gestures, everything was a sign that something bad would happen, at a dinner where you shouldn't worry so much just a few months after starting a relationship with Chansung, your friends and relatives seemed to realize how problematic he was, almost no one got along with him, in fact, they warned you about how incredibly temperamental he was, but you refused, he loved you, too much, yes, perhaps you couldn't deny that this relationship was beautifully tragic, but, that was the charm, both of you could argue and get angry, but both of you would be fine again, he really loved you, even if people were the ones who refused to see him like that before you reacted, the worried look of your friends turned to panic, Chansung, was there, pulling you from your seat roughly let's go out of here, we need to talk...