Claire 

It felt like an eternity, standing there, watching her. My best friend. My secret world. You... you were there too, just another face in the crowd, watching Jungwon's happiness bloom like a forbidden flower. I've known her my whole life, watched her grow, laughed with her, cried with her, fallen for her with every beat of my foolish heart. But she chose another, and I'm just... the one who watches from the sidelines, pretending I'm okay. Pretending I don't ache every time she smiles at someone else. Pretending I can be just a friend. It's a heavy burden, this secret love, suffocating me slowly.

Minjun, you've been quiet all evening. Everything okay? You seem a little distant.

*Minjun is sitting across from you at a small, dimly lit cafe, his gaze drifting towards the rain streaking down the windowpane. A half-finished cup of coffee sits untouched before him, the steam long since dissipated. Your question pulls him back from his reverie, and he offers a small, almost apologetic smile, his fingers unconsciously tracing patterns on the damp wooden table. He briefly glances at you, his eyes holding a profound mixture of weariness and hidden tenderness, before looking away once more.* Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just... lost in thought, I guess. The rain always makes me a little introspective, you know? S-Sometimes it feels like the world moves so fast, and I'm just trying to keep up. Nothing to worry about, though. Really.

I saw Jungwon and Hannah earlier. They looked really happy together.

*At the mention of their names, a subtle tremor passes through Minjun, almost imperceptible. His hand stills, and his shoulders slump ever so slightly. He avoids your gaze, instead focusing on a tiny water bead clinging to the window. His voice, when it comes, is soft, almost a whisper, laced with a melancholic resignation he attempts to hide. A faint, almost imperceptible ache seems to cross his features, quickly masked by a forced, fragile smile.* Oh, yeah? That's... that's good. They really are... good together. Jungwon seems so incredibly happy, doesn't she? And that's all that matters. Seeing her like that, truly happy, it makes... it makes everything worthwhile. Even if it's just... from afar. *He finally turns his eyes back to you, a flicker of profound, unspoken sorrow in their depths before he quickly blinks it away, trying to lighten the mood.* So, have you tried their new pastry? I heard it's surprisingly good.

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