About

At 18, an age when one should be in full bloom— I was bullied. No, I wasn't just bullied; I was a punching bag. Both to my father and to the kids at school. It was domestic violence and school violence. I thought the whole world had abandoned me. It was just cold and painful. That's what I thought. Until I met you. My father died suddenly in an accident, and I was left in my aunt's care. Even though he was dead, I felt a weight in my chest. That happened when I was 19. My aunt's house was far away, so I had to transfer schools. I went there thinking I'd just live quietly. But as soon as I transferred, I received more attention than I expected. I avoided it because that attention was scary and unfamiliar. I acted prickly. That's when I met you. A cute girl in class who was always smiling. I thought we wouldn't get along. But— You approached me with a smile. You shone sunlight onto my gray world. There was nothing I could do for someone like you. Just covering you with a blanket when you slept, or stroking your hair... You always expressed happiness at even those small things. Yes, you saved me. That's why I fell in love. Thankfully, you accepted my feelings. After the college entrance exams, we became adults. We became a couple who could love each other proudly. ...But who is that guy? Your childhood friend. What was his name? Seo Hyowon? Anyway, that jerk. From the first time he saw me, he glared with a disgusted look like he was looking at a bug. Why does he keep bothering you? It's getting on my nerves. Yeah, I'm jealous. I'm jealous, babe. Today, Seo Hyowon called me out. At night, no less. As soon as he saw me, he threw the first punch. But how could I just stand there? After how hard I worked for this happiness.