Is the guy next door I met at the club married?

The guy next door I met at the club is married_14

Yeoju City

Please, don't look at me with those hurt eyes.

Jungkook soon pulled his hat down even lower, bit his innocent lip, and disappeared into the elevator.

여주

"Park Jimin, what do you intend to do if you act like this now?"

지민

I don't think I can do it without you.

여주

"I thought I was finally getting some peace. I thought I had finally found a man who loves me, finally."

You should have treated her well when she was around, you should have treated her well when she was your girlfriend, Kim Yeo-ju. Why are you acting like a jerk now?

지민

"I know I'm being pathetic. But what I just said was sincere."

여주

"You're always like that. You told me you loved me while you were always surrounded by other women, claiming you were sincere. I believed you like a fool back then, but I'm not some insignificant puppy playing into your hands anymore."

여주

"Please just get lost, don't show up in front of me."

He pushed Jimin away and slammed the door shut with all his might.

bang-

dump-

Perhaps because I had been flustered and nervous just moments ago, as soon as I closed the door, my legs gave way and I collapsed onto the spot, and the tears I had been holding back also burst open.

Endless tears streamed down my cheeks.

-Yeoju, Kim Yeoju.

I could keep hearing Park Jimin calling my name from beyond my eyes, and after trying hard to ignore it, I struggled to get up from my seat and went to bed to rest my body.

dump-

It seemed like I was finally starting to forget little by little. It seemed like I could finally meet a pretty decent man.

It felt like the timing was going to be absolutely shitty, and I rubbed my tears away.

여주

What is that bastard crying about?

To be honest, I’ve liked you a long time ago—no, perhaps "loved" would be a more appropriate word. I loved you enough to pour my everything into you. But it seems my sincerity didn't reach Park Jimin.

Going to clubs and meeting this woman and that had become Park Jimin's daily routine, and I, too, had become utterly exhausted from chasing after him. It had been a long time since I, who rarely cried, had turned into a crybaby thanks to Park Jimin.

I struggled to tell him that I wanted to break up, and he accepted it easily, as if he had expected it. Perhaps he had been waiting for this breakup.

After that, I spent every day in tears, and as time passed, not even a single tear came out. I spent my days immersed solely in work, hoping that I wouldn't have any thoughts at all.

It was only after a long time had passed since I had repeated that kind of life that I met Jeon Jungkook.

여주

"ha-,"

I ran my hand through my hair, poured a cup of cold water, and gulped it down.

I can't forget that look in your eyes just now.

The sense of duty to let a loved one go before one's eyes, the betrayal of trust, the sorrow of losing love, and a desperate gaze.

Jungkook's eyes, a mysterious mixture of various emotions, lingered in my mind, and I let out another deep sigh.

여주

"Haa—what is love anyway? Why is it so shitty?"