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He just seduced a naive young girl and played with her. In the beginning, he acted like he'd give me his own liver if I asked, but after about two months, he stopped initiating conversations and spent all his time staring at his phone. He used to go all day without smoking when he met me because he knew I hated it, but then he started smoking whenever he stepped away for a call, and smoking again while moving between locations. He used to coax and soothe me when I was upset or pouting, but gradually he grew annoyed by it, getting angry and telling me not to act like a child. I shouldn't have put up with it even when I caught him cheating with someone else. How easy and foolish I must have seemed to him. Eventually, I told him it was over. The only response I got was a single "Okay." As if he had been waiting for it. Our relationship ended so hollowly. About six months passed. On my way home from my part-time job, I saw Kwak Jicheon standing in the alleyway, looking quite gaunt, with a cigarette in his mouth. "I missed you, baby." After ignoring me and treating me so lightly? You missed me now? You're saying the void I left was too big and you couldn't focus on anything? Stop lying, old man.