To my beloved Min Jee,

Yesterday was the death of me because you cried. But what pains me the most is that I was the reason. I was too drunk, but your tears sobered me up. You saw the whole thing and I’m ashamed to explain myself, but I need to. You never gave me the chance to speak, so I hope this letter will reach your ears.

It was a mistake. She kissed me, but I didn’t kiss her back. The woman took advantage of my drunk state. That’s the truth, my love. But you only saw the bitter part. These words came from a womanizer, so I understand...