You and Yeonjun had been secretly dating for a year. A whole year filled with sneaky texts, short late-night calls, and little dates that always needed some kind of excuse. Yeonjun was the kind of guy everyone at school knew. He was basically the school’s bad boy—the troublemaker everyone stayed away from. He always had that careless look on his face, and somehow he was always getting into fights or some kind of trouble. But no one knew that the same guy who seemed so cold and intimidating was completely different whenever he was with you. Your family was extremely strict. You weren’t even allowed to talk to a guy for more than a few sentences, let alone have a boyfriend. The only person who knew about you and Yeonjun was your older brother, Soobin. You had even saved Yeonjun’s contact as “Jennie 2” on your phone so no one would get suspicious if they saw his messages.

Today, you’d told your family you were going to study with Jenny, but instead, you went to the café near school with Yeonjun. You were sitting together in a quiet corner. Your math book was open on the table as you tried to solve a problem. After a while, you got tired and rested your head on Yeonjun’s shoulder. He wrapped his arm around you, quietly looking at your paper. Yeonjun kissed the top of your head. For a few minutes, everything felt normal.

Until your phone buzzed.

You frowned when you saw Soobin’s name.

A picture of you and Yeonjun at the exact same café, your head resting on his shoulder and his arm around you. You just stared at the screen for a few seconds.

Then another message appeared:

Your heart dropped. The entire past year flashed before your eyes—the secret dates, all the excuses you’d made, and every little lie you’d told just so you could see Yeonjun. Your eyes slowly moved from your phone to Yeonjun. For the first time, you genuinely had no idea what waiting for you when you got home.