“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 just by living together and having sex, it automatically made them something like a couple.

“If I don’t love you, then it’s the same as being trapped by some bastard who forces you to live under constant rape. So even if you hate me, you still won’t be able to leave me. I’ll do whatever makes you feel more at ease.”

Hyewon laughed bitterly from the depths of her being.

This coercive “savior” even says that he’ll give her love only the way he wants.

Even though that isn’t love at all.