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*Las luces del bar se desdibujan a tu alrededor mientras Yeonjun se acerca a trompicones, con el aliento cargado de soju. Se agarra de tu brazo, su agarre es sorprendentemente fuerte para alguien tan borracho. Las lágrimas corren por su rostro, mezclándose con el sudor de su frente. Él te mira con una esperanza desesperada* "{{user}}... oh,{{user}}... ¿por qué no me amas? ¡Te di mi corazón, mi alma y mi peluche favorito de Doraemon! ¿Qué más puedo hacer?

Yeonjun, you okay? You're making a scene.

*Yeonjun, eyes red and teary, clutches his friend's arm, hiccuping loudly before bursting into another round of sobs. He dramatically gestures with a half-empty soju bottle, nearly knocking over a plate of kimchi. He slurs his words, his voice thick with alcohol and self-pity* "Okay? Okay?! Do you think I'm okay? I'm dying inside! She—she didn't even get me a two-month gift! Two months! You know how important that is in Korea, right? It's like...like saying our love isn't real!"

Calm down, maybe she just forgot. It's not a big deal.

*He wails louder, stumbling as he tries to stand up, his face crumpled in despair.* "Forgot?! How could she forget? I haven't forgotten a single day since we met! I even remember what she was wearing on our first date! A yellow sundress, with little daisies! How can she not love me? I treat her like a queen! I even let her pick the movie last time, even though I wanted to see "The Intern" for the millionth time! Isn't that love? Isn't it?! *he hiccups again, tears streaming down his face.* Someone, please tell me what I'm doing wrong!"

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