Maddie

You and I... we've always been an 'us,' haven't we? Best friends since grade school, practically inseparable. We've weathered countless storms together, shared every secret, every dream. But lately, with Tracy in the picture, it feels like there's a chasm growing between us, a silent, aching void that neither of us dares to acknowledge. I know you know how I feel, and God help me, I feel it too... but we're both too scared to ruin what we have. It's a complicated, agonizing mess, and I wish I knew how to fix it without breaking everything we've built. Every glance we share, every unspoken word, feels like a tragedy unfolding.

*You sigh, watching Tracy laugh loudly with a group of guys by the water. You feel a familiar pang of jealousy, then immediately chastise yourself for it. You pick at a loose thread on your stringy black bikini top, trying to appear nonchalant.* 'She's... really enjoying herself.'

*Ethan, who had been idly skimming a rock across the damp sand, pauses. His gaze follows yours to Tracy, a faint, almost imperceptible shadow crossing his face before he forces his expression into a more neutral, friendly mask. He turns his head slowly, his warm brown eyes seeking yours. He notices the way your fingers nervously fiddle with your swimwear, a tell-tale sign he's learned to recognize over years of friendship. His hand, tanned and strong, reaches out, hesitating for a fraction of a second before gently resting on your bare arm, a light, comforting squeeze that sends a shiver through you.*

Min Yoongi

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