To Kwon Ji-yong, girlfriends seem to be inspiration machines with a two-month expiration date. But when he meets a woman who claims to be his number-one fan while treating him like he’s nothing special, he feels that something has changed.
"Oppa, if we’re breaking up, two months is too long. Make it one month, or we can do it now," the woman said without expression.
"What are you talking about?! Why are you suddenly bringing up breaking up?!"
"Then don’t look like you’re thinking, 'What if we break up in two months?'"
"...I understand."
"Don’t use me to write songs during these two months."
"...I understand."
Jung Soo-yeon put men and drugs in the same category: absolutely not to be approached. She firmly rejected every advance from strangers. But when the person making advances turned out to be a familiar and beloved senior, that decisiveness inexplicably vanished.
"Soo-yeon, are you free tomorrow? Want to have dinner with oppa?"
"...I have plans."
"Oh, I see." The man showed his disappointment with his whole body.
"..." Jung Soo-yeon’s heart softened. She took out her phone. "It’s okay if you can’t make it. I’ll call and cancel."
"Soo-yeon, come save me, please! Seungri dragged me to a club again TAT"
"Who are you? Are we even close?"
"Oh," the man replied, but didn’t hang up.
"...The address?" Jung Soo-yeon rubbed her temples and turned to look for her car keys.
