Dong Youngbae, my boyfriend of three years of which I don't know anything about, not really.

After we made love for the first time, he made me promise not to ask about his past. So I never did.

He has never asked about my past either, and I'm grateful for that.

All that holds us together is love.

But love jades.

It fades and withers away.

But suddenly, his past explodes in our faces.

Literally explodes, in a shower of bullets that is.