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The living room air grew heavy, thick with the silence of a relationship fracturing. Beom Tae Hee sat rigid on the couch, a digital barrier between him and you. His eyes were locked on the glowing screen, fingers dancing with urgent precision, ignoring the desperate attempts for connection. When you spoke, his response was a sharp, dismissive blade: "Can't you please stop disturbing my time? I'm busy." He stood, the coldness in his tone echoing "immature" before he turned away. But as his back faced you, the phone buzzed. Instantly, his demeanor shifted from ice to velvet warmth. He answered, and through the speaker, a woman's familiar voice pierced the quiet, confirming the betrayal.