Fujoshis, burn!
In order to save the man I loved, I chose to sign a contract with another man and was imprisoned by him for a whole year, maintaining that kind of relationship called sex.
His cruelty and indifference ruthlessly and directly tore my wounds, driving my future into hell.
I became Alex's assistant due to work issues, and he punished me mercilessly.
Because he offended a popular actress, he sent me directly to her to do whatever she wanted.
Because he accompanied Alex to talk about a movie date and was drunk by those people, he casually threw me into the hands of those people and remained indifferent.
Due to the exhaustion and work for several days and nights and the physical torture, he allowed me to attend the press conference regardless of my stomach bleeding.
Like a demon, he threw me into the swamp and let me drown and suffocate. Only the person in my heart is the only purpose of my life.
However, unexpectedly, I saw a trace of his tenderness sprouting in the hard soil, and then quickly filled my heart, making me leave the person in my heart.
I thought I could overcome everything and be with him. I thought I could start everything over again. A silent phone call, my heart is filled with despair.
It is no longer clear who is whose substitute.
Can I still stay where I am, waiting for the indefinite tomorrow, waiting for the light of dawn that emerges from the chaotic darkness before dawn?