Hurt me more

Why waste your time with someone like him, Yeongsoo?" Bai Youran's tone turned sultry, his gaze raking over Yeongsoo like he was a prize to be claimed. "You deserve better. Someone who understands you, someone who could actually stand by your side without dragging you down."

Yeongsoo stepped closer, the distance between them evaporating in an instant. His presence was overwhelming, the tension crackling like a live wire. Bai Youran faltered, but only slightly, his smug demeanor faltering under the weight of Yeongsoo's glare.

"Understand this," Yeongsoo said, his voice low, lethal. "Haeun is the one by my side, and no one—not you, not anyone—gets to touch him. If you ever come near him again, I'll make sure you regret it."

Bai Youran chuckled nervously, his earlier bravado faltering. "Why are you so defensive, Yeongsoo? I was just looking out for you—"