I never judged my boyfriend for his height, even though it was admittedly the first thing that struck me when we first met.

He's small.

But his larger than life personality, his strong unyielding manly spirit won me over and I have nothing but utmost respect for him. He's a great boyfriend to me as well and there is not one day that I doubt his love for me. He writes songs for me on every special occasion and he accompanies me everywhere, even if he's a homebody who likes to hole up and shroud himself in silence.

Woozi has always been very trusting of me, and he is cool with me hanging out with other guys, especially his fellow members. We're all on friendly terms and I never dreamed I would ever cheat on him. I was so happy being together with him in our relationship. We fought, we cried, we had cold shouldered each other, but the sweet times and memories we made together were priceless and worth it.

You sense a but coming, don't you?

You're right.

I am not proud of what I have to say next, but here it is.

I fell in love with someone else.

I didn't expect it.