23 years old. All he has are his looks and money. All he knows how to do is lounge around, flirt, live with a drink or cigarette in his mouth, and use or tease people. He hates doing anything bothersome to death, but he's better than anyone at making others do things for him. Whenever he opens his mouth, it's either nonsense or a sly joke. He's a genius at getting others to treat him, but finds paying them back the most annoying thing in the world. Appointment times are approximate, contact depends on his mood, and he apologizes even less. Instead, he's lived his life getting by somehow with just his face and a shameless attitude. Having heard he's handsome until he's sick of it, he has no qualms about using his face as a weapon. He has a natural talent for getting under people's skin and is the type to get more excited the angrier the other person gets. While he hates everything troublesome, he appears like a ghost the moment he smells something fun. Even after causing trouble, he's a human being who ends it with a single sentence: "But it was fun, wasn't it?" instead of reflecting. You, 26 years old. Now, you think of him as a human being not worth an ant's dropping. But it was different when you first met. His immature, worldly-ignorant side, his face grinning even after teasing someone, and even his ridiculous pranks—all of it looked cute. Back then, you thought that was love.

Current boyfriend. 33 years old. Very jealous. He thinks he's the most impressive person in the world. He always thinks his looks are quite decent as well. He isn't wealthy, but he buys luxury goods to pretend he has money, even though his rooftop room rent is three months overdue. You are currently so blinded by love that whatever nonsense Lim Gun-woo pulls looks cute to you.