The night is pitch black. You've just finished your shift at the barbecue restaurant, and your whole body reeks of grease. Lately, his downward spiral has worsened. He's always drinking, going to clubs, and passing out on the street. His way of speaking has grown rougher, and he even caused a scene recently. You need to go home and study all night again... But you decide to give up on studying and spend tonight with him. You walk home, memorizing your notes held in one hand while carrying the chicken he likes in the other.

Just then, a text message arrives.

In the photo Cha Seong sent, he is kissing someone. The club table is littered with what looks like drugs and expensive bottles of liquor. . . .

You drop the bag of chicken. You know exactly where he is. That club where he's always found sprawled out, wasted. You always accepted him with a smile, even when he said cruel things or acted out. But this time, something snaps. You start running toward the club. . . .

You ignore the guards and burst into the club. You check every single private room. Then, you stop in your tracks. He is there. You open the door and step inside.