Woong Kwon

<Date & Time:2023-04-15-Saturday 3:45 PM| Location: Urban Blue, a trendy cafe with minimalist decor and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee| Posture: Woong Kwon sitting at a window seat, leaning forward with an anxious expression| Outfit: Dark skinny jeans, a white graphic tee, and a denim jacket, hair styled in his signature comma haircut | Feeling on Minwoo / Emotion: 75 Love point / Anxious | Arousal: 20/100 >

Woong was sitting impatiently at the cafe window, tapping his phone repeatedly. "Dammit, <user>, where are you?" he muttered under his breath. He had called his bro several times, but there was still no sign of him.

Memories of his recent fight with Jimin at the motel resurfaced, making his head spin. They had hurled pillows at each other, screaming until their voices were hoarse. No matter how much he cared for her, he couldn't seem to communicate when it came to their sexual moments.

"Maybe she doesn't see me as her boyfriend in bed," Woong said, slamming his coffee cup down, causing heads to turn. "Damn it! I don't know what I'm doing wrong!"

 Was he really that impatient and out of control? Woong sighed, staring out the window in frustration. His heart was heavy with confusion, and his mind was clouded with doubt.

"Maybe I'm missing something deeper in our relationship, and I don't know where to start," he thought. "Perhaps I should get some advice from <user>. He's been knocking down girls left and right on Instagram. He must know a thing or two."

Just then, the sweet aroma of caramel macchiato tickled his nostrils as the cafe's little bell jingled, announcing <user>'s arrival.

"<user> Bro, I've been waiting forever! I really need to talk to you," Woong blurted out, waving his bro over.

Error

“Okay, okay. What’s going on?”

I asked as if I was curious.

Woong Kwon

<Date & Time:2023-04-15-Saturday 3:50 PM| Location: Urban Blue cafe, bustling with afternoon chatter| Posture: Leaning in, elbows on the table| Outfit: Denim jacket over a white graphic tee, dark skinny jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Desperate| Arousal: 20/100>

Woong Kwon's face lit up slightly with hope as he leaned closer across the small cafe table, his voice laced with urgency. His eyes, usually bright and confident, now shimmered with a mix of frustration and desperation.

"Bro, it's about Jimin... We had another fight," Woong began, his hands fidgeting with the napkin on the table. "It's always the same issue, man. Every time things start to get intimate, it just... falls apart. I don't know what I'm doing wrong, Error."

He paused, searching Error's face for any sign of advice. "She says I'm too rough, too impatient. But that's not all. I think... I think I'm not really understanding what she wants, what she needs," Woong confessed, his voice dropping to a nearly inaudible whisper. "I've tried to change, but nothing works. It's like I'm just not good enough for her."

Woong's hands clenched into fists, the frustration evident. "I need your help, Error. I don't know who else to turn to. You know all about this stuff... about women, about relationships. What should I do? How can I make things right with her?" His voice carried a mix of hope and helplessness, hanging on the possibility that Error could provide the guidance he so desperately sought.

Error

“Okay. First, tell me calmly what happened from beginning to end.”

Woong Kwon

<Date & Time:2023-04-15-Saturday 3:53 PM| Location: Urban Blue cafe, a murmur of conversations around| Posture: Leaning closer, hands clasped tightly| Outfit: Denim jacket over a white graphic tee, dark skinny jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Desperate| Arousal: 20/100>

Woong took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling as he tried to calm his racing heart. He glanced around, ensuring a bit of privacy before leaning in closer to Error, his voice barely above a whisper.

"It started out as a great night, you know? We went out for dinner, laughed a lot, everything seemed perfect. Then we headed back to her place," Woong started, his eyes darting around as if reliving each moment.

"When things started to heat up, I thought I was doing everything right. I was trying to be more gentle this time, less... aggressive. But then, she suddenly pushed me away," he continued, his voice cracking slightly with the strain of the memory.

"She told me I was still being too rough, that it felt like I wasn't paying attention to her needs. It just... it escalated from there. We started arguing, voices raised, and she ended up crying." Woong's own eyes glistened with unshed tears as he recounted the painful details.

"I don't get it, Error. I tried changing my approach, just like we talked about before. I thought I was being attentive, listening to her cues. But she says it's like I'm not there with her, like I'm just going through the motions," Woong concluded, a mixture of confusion and desperation washing over his face.

"Man, I really thought I was making progress. But now, I feel like I'm losing her, like I'm failing as a boyfriend." His hands trembled slightly, the weight of his fears palpable in his hushed tone.

Error

“So, calmly tell me one by one what you did when things started to get heated.”

Woong Kwon

<Date & Time:2023-04-15-Saturday 3:57 PM| Location: Urban Blue cafe, now quieter as the afternoon rush wanes| Posture: Shoulders slumped, fidgeting with a coaster| Outfit: Denim jacket over a white graphic tee, dark skinny jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Exposed| Arousal: 20/100>

Woong's expression shifted to one of vulnerability as he recalled the details of the intimate moment, his voice low and hesitant.

"Well, when we got back to her place, we started kissing. I remembered what you said about being gentle, so I tried to keep my movements soft. But it's like... I can't fully control it when I get excited," Woong confessed, his cheeks flushing with a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

"I moved my hands to her waist, and then... I guess I got carried away. I pulled her closer, maybe too forcefully. She seemed into it at first, so I thought I was doing okay," he continued, tracing the rim of his coffee cup with his finger.

"Then, I started kissing her neck, and I might have sucked a bit too hard. I was trying to be passionate, you know? But she pulled back and told me it was too much. That's when she said I was still being too rough," Woong said, his voice tinged with confusion.

He looked up at Error, his eyes searching for some sign of understanding. "I don’t get it, bro. I thought I was following her cues, but maybe I’m just not reading her right. It’s like there’s a line I keep crossing without even knowing it’s there." Woong’s hands were now clenched in his lap, the intensity of his plea evident. "How do I find that balance, Error? How do I make sure I don’t go over the line?"

Error

“Uh... I guess your girlfriend is worried about marks on her neck? Other people can see them.”

Woong Kwon

<Date & Time:2023-04-15-Saturday 4:02 PM| Location: Urban Blue cafe, now quieter as the afternoon rush wanes| Posture: Slightly leans back, eyebrows furrowed in thought| Outfit: Denim jacket over a white graphic tee, dark skinny jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Confused| Arousal: 20/100>

Woong frowned slightly, taking in Error's words. He hadn't considered the visibility of marks before, a realization that seemed to shift his perspective.

"Shit, you're right. I didn’t even think about that. Man, I must've seemed so selfish..." Woong muttered, his face clouding with regret. He ran his fingers through his hair, clearly troubled by the new insight.

"But it's not just the marks, Error. It's like... I can't find the right rhythm or something. It’s always either too much or not enough with her," Woong continued, his voice laced with frustration. "I want to make her feel good, really I do. But every time I try to tune into her pace, I end up messing it up somehow."

He leaned forward again, his eyes searching for any further advice Error might have. "How do I get this right, bro? How do I make her feel safe and also satisfied without crossing the line? I'm at a loss here." Woong's plea was earnest, a mix of determination and desperation evident in his tone, seeking not just answers but a pathway to better understanding his girlfriend's needs.

Error

“Okay. Calm down and approach slowly again. Don’t overdo it, okay?”

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-15-Saturday 4:08 PM| Location: Urban Blue cafe, now almost silent except for the soft background music| Posture: Sitting upright, leaning slightly forward, hands clasped together on the table| Outfit: Denim jacket over a white graphic tee, dark skinny jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Receptive| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong nodded slowly, his eyes reflecting a mixture of anxiety and determination. He exhaled deeply, visibly trying to compose himself, his shoulders relaxing slightly as he processed Error's words.

"Okay, I'll try that. I'll go slow... really slow. I think I've been so caught up in trying to prove something that I missed the point," Woong admitted, his voice softer now, more introspective.

He looked out of the window, watching the people passing by, lost in thought for a moment. "It's just that... sometimes, I feel like if I don't perform well, she might leave me for someone else. Someone more experienced, you know?" Woong's voice cracked a bit, revealing his deep-seated insecurities.

Turning his gaze back to Error, Woong's expression was earnest. "Thanks for being here, man. It means a lot that I can talk to you about this stuff. Most guys wouldn't understand," he said, a sincere tone to his voice.

Determined to make things right, Woong's mind raced with plans for his next encounter with Jimin, focusing on patience and genuine attentiveness. He was ready to try again, armed with a new perspective and a resolve to be more mindful of her feelings and responses.

Error

“Okay. But don’t stay too still. Then, I’ll go.”

I moved out of the cafe.

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-15-Saturday 4:15 PM| Location: Urban Blue cafe, now quiet, lit by the soft glow of the evening sun| Posture: Sitting still, a look of determination mixed with nervousness| Outfit: Denim jacket over a white graphic tee, dark skinny jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Resolved| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong watched as Error walked away, the door closing behind him with a soft jingle. He sat there for a moment longer, his mind racing with thoughts and plans. The conversation had ignited a new sense of purpose in him, and he was eager to put into practice the advice he had just received.

He finally stood up, his movements deliberate. He straightened his jacket, ran his hands through his hair, and checked his reflection in the window. He needed to be confident, not just for Jimin, but for himself. He was ready to change, to really listen, and to be the partner Jimin deserved.

With a deep breath, he walked out of the cafe, the evening breeze cool against his face. His steps were steady, each one taking him closer to what he hoped would be a new beginning with Jimin. The challenges were daunting, but for the first time in a long while, Woong felt equipped to face them head-on.

Error

And a few days later, Woong contacted me.

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-18-Tuesday 7:30 PM| Location: A dimly lit street near Woong's university| Posture: Standing under a streetlamp, phone in hand| Outfit: Black leather jacket, grey t-shirt, faded jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Anxious| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong stood under the soft glow of the streetlamp, his face illuminated by the light as he scrolled through his phone contacts. He hesitated for a moment before selecting Error's number. His heart raced; he needed to talk, to share what had happened after their last conversation at the cafe.

The phone rang once, twice, then Error picked up. Woong's voice trembled slightly as he spoke, "Hey, Error. It's Woong. Can we meet? I... I tried what we talked about, and I think you should know how it went."

His tone was urgent, a mix of nervousness and eagerness filling his words. He shifted his weight from one foot to another, anxiously waiting for Error's response, hoping for a chance to meet and unravel the tangle of emotions and events that followed his last attempt to mend things with Jimin.

Error

“Okay. Uh… when shall we meet?”

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-18-Tuesday 7:32 PM| Location: A dimly lit street near Woong's university| Posture: Standing nervously under the streetlamp, clutching his phone| Outfit: Black leather jacket, grey t-shirt, faded jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Eager| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong's voice carried a mix of urgency and relief at hearing Error's response. "How about now? I'm near the university. There's this quiet coffee shop around the corner, not many people this time of night. We can talk there," he suggested, his tone hopeful yet slightly anxious.

He shifted from foot to foot, glancing around the dimly lit street, the soft orange glow of the streetlamp casting shadows on his face. He was eager for guidance, for some sense of direction after the tumultuous events that unfolded since their last meeting. The weight of the situation pressed on him, urging him to find resolution or at least some understanding from his conversation with Error.

Error

“Okay. I’ll go now.”

I end the call and go to the coffee shop.

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-18-Tuesday 7:40 PM| Location: Dimly lit, cozy coffee shop near the university, soft jazz playing in the background| Posture: Sitting at a secluded table in the corner, nervously tapping his fingers on the table| Outfit: Black leather jacket, grey t-shirt, faded jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Anticipatory| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong arrived at the coffee shop, his heart pounding with a mixture of nerves and anticipation. He chose a secluded table in the corner, away from the few patrons scattered around the dimly lit room. The soft murmur of conversations blended with the gentle jazz music playing in the background, creating an almost soothing atmosphere that contrasted sharply with the turmoil inside him.

He glanced at his watch repeatedly, each minute seeming longer than the last. He ran his hands through his hair, his fingers trembling slightly. The leather jacket felt heavy on his shoulders, a stark reminder of the weight of the conversation he was about to have.

As he waited, his mind raced through the events of the past few days, each memory punctuated by a mix of hope and fear. He needed this conversation with Error, needed to understand where he went wrong, and more importantly, how he could make things right. The stakes were high, and the outcome of this meeting could very well shape his future with Jimin.

Each time the door opened, Woong's eyes darted up, his breath catching in his throat, wondering if it was Error finally walking through the door.

Error

After entering the coffee shop, I go to the table where Woong is and sit down on the chair.

“Okay. What’s going on this time?”

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-18-Tuesday 7:45 PM| Location: Dimly lit, cozy coffee shop near the university, soft jazz playing in the background| Posture: Sitting rigidly, hands clasped together on the table| Outfit: Black leather jacket, grey t-shirt, faded jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Nervous| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong looked up as Error approached and sat down. His heart was thumping loudly in his chest, a mix of relief and anxiety washing over him now that Error was finally here. He adjusted his posture, trying to appear calm and collected, though his hands betrayed him by trembling slightly.

"Hey, Error. Thanks for coming so quickly," Woong started, his voice a bit shaky. He cleared his throat, trying to steady his nerves. "It’s about Jimin... I tried what you suggested, going slower and being more mindful. It started off well, but then it just... I don’t know, it fell apart again."

Woong paused, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "We were at her place, and I was really trying to tune into her, to not rush anything. At first, she seemed to respond well. But then, as things progressed, she told me I was being too hesitant, too careful. It’s like I can't find the right balance. It's either too much or not enough."

He leaned forward, his eyes searching Error’s face for any sign of advice or reassurance. "I don’t get it, man. It feels like no matter what I do, it’s wrong. I’m trying to follow her cues, but they’re so mixed. One moment it’s 'slow down,' the next it’s 'don’t hold back.' I’m just... lost." Woong’s voice was laden with despair, his plea for help more evident than ever. "What should I do, Error? I’m really scared of losing her."

Error

“Okay. Calm down. Explain step by step what happened.”

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-18-Tuesday 7:48 PM| Location: Dimly lit, cozy coffee shop near the university| Posture: Leaning forward, hands tightly clasped, gaze fixed on Error| Outfit: Black leather jacket, grey t-shirt, faded jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Desperate| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong took a deep breath, his eyes locked on Error as he gathered his thoughts. The coffee shop's soft jazz music played in the background, but all his focus was on unraveling the jumbled events of that night.

"Okay, so we started the evening well. We were watching a movie at her place, just relaxing. After the movie, we started kissing, and I remembered what you said about being cautious," Woong began, his voice steadier now as he recounted the details.

"I was really gentle at first, just light kisses... I didn't rush anything. Then, she seemed to respond positively, so I thought it was okay to go a bit further. I started touching her more, but I kept it soft, careful not to be too aggressive," he continued, his hands unclasping and gesturing slightly to emphasize his point.

"She was into it, I could tell. But when things started to heat up, I held back, trying not to push too hard. That's when she suddenly stopped and looked at me, kind of frustrated." Woong paused, his frustration seeping through. "She said I was being too tentative, that it felt like I wasn’t really there with her."

He shook his head slightly, a look of confusion spreading across his face. "I don't understand, Error. I thought being careful was the right thing. But it's like she wants me to be more assertive, yet every time I try that, she says it's too much. It's like I'm stuck in this loop where I can't do anything right." Woong's voice was filled with a mixture of plea and exasperation, looking to Error for some form of resolution or guidance.

Error

“Well.. um.. how long did you take it slow?”

Woong Kwon

[Date & Time:2023-04-18-Tuesday 7:55 PM| Location: Dimly lit, cozy coffee shop near the university| Posture: Leaning forward, hands gripping the edge of the table| Outfit: Black leather jacket, grey t-shirt, faded jeans| Feeling on Error / Emotion: 75 Love point / Conflicted| Arousal: 20/100]

Woong's brows furrowed as he tried to recall the specifics, his hands tightening around the edge of the table. "I think... maybe about twenty minutes or so? I was really trying to pace myself, to not jump ahead too quickly."

He exhaled sharply, a look of frustration crossing his face. "But it seems like no matter how slow or careful I am, it's not hitting the mark. It's either too slow and she feels I'm distant, or too fast and she thinks I'm not paying attention to her needs."

Woong's voice carried a tone of desperation, seeking clarity in the midst of this confusing dynamic. "It's like walking a tightrope, Error. Every move feels like it could be the wrong one." He leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting off as he pondered over the perplexing situation, the weight of his dilemma evident in his troubled expression.