
"Tell me, Hyewon, what do you prefer? That I love you, or that I don’t?" "…What difference does it make?" "If I love you, then you have to love me too." "What? That doesn’t make sense… Is love conditional?" As if merely cohabitating and being intimate automatically designated them as a couple. "If I don’t love you, then it’s equivalent to being ensnared by some bastard who compels you to endure constant violation. So even if you loathe me, you’ll still be unable to escape me. I’ll do whatever helps you feel more comfortable." Hyewon let out a bitter laugh that came from deep within her. This domineering "savior" even claims that he’ll provide her love solely in the manner he desires. Even though that isn’t love at all.