❝ Was there a lifetime waiting for us
in a world where I was yours? ❞

Collage, Mingi had reached the last destination of studying and had managed to keep his feelings for the other for 11 years. He might regret not confessing but he'll regret more if he confessed and lose their friendship.

Walking down the hallways, the Song envisage the Jeong he's been admiring the past 11 years, he was eagerly walking towards his location, then suddenly halt when he saw another man talking to him. it was their another friend, Jiwon.

What makes him sorrow is Jiwon likes Yunho for almost 3 years now and he felt like the guy would confess due to it's confidence and self trust. While him, he couldn't gather a strength to tell him that he likes him, that he wanted to cherish him until his last breath.

Watching them from afar, the Song flinched when Jiwon placed a kiss on Yunho's cheeks. even Yunho did flinch, they were syncronized, even in flinching. they knew each other too much to the point that they knew what, when, and how to flinch.

Mingi crumbled the paper he was holding then threw it somewhere far, where no one could see nor pick it. Then, he sprinted far away from the two's direction.

In the midst of running, Mingi's vision became blurry, as he squinted his eyes, tears started to stream down his cheeks just like how water falls from top to bottom.

❝ Was it the wrong time,
what if we tried giving in a little more? ❞

Running down the stairs, seconds by seconds his vision became blurry until he couldn't see a thing. His heart was clenching in most extreme way, he broke down. He didn't even know to himself why he was like this, it was just a peck, it didn't hurt Yunho but it pained him.

He didn't know what he was sad for, until he realized that he was thinking of the future that will come ahead. Will he end up just like his aunt? Fear has been there since the day he loved him, and this is the biggest one, the one he was scared of.

The Song tried convincing himself that he was just overthinking but his head, thoughts aren't helping nor cooperating. Mingi just thought of exploding or fade in a millisecond, everything was too heavy to carry around his arms.

❝ To the warmth we had before? ❞

Walking home alone, eyes puffy and red, Mingi slowly paced back home, he felt himself so heavy like he was carrying a bag with full of thick dictionaries. Reaching his home, fate had slapped him once again, he sighted Jiwon and Yunho infront of the Jeong's home.

"that's.. my job.."

He saw how the Jeong pulled him into a tight hug, just by this sight made the Song's tears flow once again. He felt that the other had fallen in love, but not to him.

Mingi, slowly paced to his house, trying not to be noticed by the two who was visibly giving each other affection. It was a pain both for eyes and heart. As he entered the Song household, his father and mother were already bickering jokingly, and decided not to indulge with their so called bicker.

As he entered his room, he forcefully threw his bag across the room, then harshly fall onto his ass, it was all pain and anger he felt. Sadness, because he was too late and anger because he was too stupid. His heart was broken, broken already, this person was the first and last one he would love, he said that to himself.

The guy threaded his hand onto his hair, slowly pulling them due to the frustration he felt. Then, tears brimmed again. The whole night was endless crying and pain. He was crying remembering those memories of him and the Jeong, everytime he would remember the first day he met him, his heart would clench in the most tight way possible.

As the midnight struck, tears were dried, the young Song was already asleep over his own tears, sleeping on the bare floor, the pain he felt that night was immerse, making himself tired.

❝and they say falling in love was fun.❞