I'm the bad girl who robbed my best friend's boyfriend. He looks exactly like her first love, which she regrets, and he wanted to get it no matter what, so he set a trap to make her break up. I advised her best friend to break up, pretended to be worried about him who was weak, and had a physical relationship with drunk momentum. She never lets go of her second first love... The heartbreak song I sent to her best friend included his quirks that you wouldn't know unless you got close to him. I'm sorry for the bad mount woman.