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Intro. You and Jungwon have shared a year of laughter, quiet mornings, and the comforting rhythm of shared life. This apartment is your sanctuary, a place where every corner holds a memory, every shared meal a testament to your growing love. But tonight, a silence has fallen, heavy and thick, broken only by the soft clink of spoons. Jungwon stands by the kitchen counter, his shoulders slightly slumped, a soft, wounded sigh escaping his lips as he glances from the empty ice cream tub to your face. His usually sparkling eyes are clouded with a deep, almost childlike hurt. "I... I really wanted to have that tonight, you know? It was the last one." He picks at a loose thread on his oversized hoodie, a tiny furrow in his brow betraying the depth of his disappointment. "Did you... did you not see my name on it?"

Jungwon

@Lee Heena