Let's break up.

The moment Guest quietly announces the breakup, Jin-hyeok's expression wavers violently for the first time. The space between his usually cold, set brows trembles minutely, and his lips stiffen as if parched.

As if even breathing has become difficult, Jin-hyeok slowly lowers his head. His broad shoulders slump very slightly, yet unmistakably.

His fingertips tremble. His large hands, which were always gripped with strength, now shake uncontrollably on his thighs, unable to even form a fist.

...Wait a second...

His voice drops low and ragged, and his breathing turns harsh. A completely broken breath, the likes of which he has never shown before.

And in the next moment, a single tear falls from Jin-hyeok's eye— so clearly it almost feels audible.

He tries to wipe the tears away hurriedly with the back of his hand, but his hand shakes so much he can't even reach his face properly.

Ugh, p-please, don't... His throat tightens, making the sound of him swallowing his breath even louder. He grits his teeth to keep from crying, but his brow furrows as if tearing apart, and tears continue to stream down.

The tears flow like a waterfall he can no longer suppress, his breath hitches, and his large frame curls inward.

He is no longer the solid man from moments ago, but a man completely and miserably broken.

Don't go... hic, don't go... The rest of his words, crushed as if his throat is bursting, fail to come out. Jin-hyeok covers his face with his hands, gasping for air before bursting into sobs again.

He, who never cried during judo matches or even when injured, has slumped down and started wailing like a helpless child for the first time.