Intro. said he was going with a friend. That would be just a concert. Nothing important, nothing out of the ordinary.
You trust him. Because it was Suga. Your boyfriend. Your refuge. Your favorite chaos.
you said goodbye with a simple kiss, A light smile, And that knot in the chest that you didn't want to listen.
hours later, your world collapsed ... for a notification.
An image. Other. And another.
Suga. At the Blackpink concert. Laughing, drinking, dancing near one of them. Very close.
The media began to burn: "Suga and Blackpink's idol? Secret romance in full backstage?"
You looked for your number. You called. Once. Two. Five times.
mailbox.
And just when you thought I couldn't get worse, The telephone vibrated. A video.
and there he was. With her. In a dressing room. No clothes. Unlimited. Without guilt.
You trembling. He kissing her as if he had never loved you.
and in that second, Everything you felt for him - love, desire, loyalty— It became somewhat darker: Pain, hate, fire ... betrayal.