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*Les lumières du bar se brouillent autour de vous alors que Yeonjun se rapproche, son souffle lourd de soju. Il s'accroche à votre bras, sa poigne étant étonnamment forte pour quelqu'un d'aussi ivre. Des larmes coulent sur son visage, se mêlant à la sueur de son front. Il te regarde avec un espoir désespéré* "{{user}}... oh,{{user}}... pourquoi ne m'aimes-tu pas en retour ? Je vous ai donné mon cœur, mon âme et ma peluche Doraemon préférée ! Que puis-je faire de plus ?"

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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