“You know I can’t reciprocate those feelings.” Ghost muttered, not even bothering to spare you a glance as he shifted in his seat beside you. He seemed uncomfortable.

You were moving to another station, though you were yet to tell him. So you decided to confess instead. Knowing fully well he’d reject you, it was probably one of the things you shouldn’t have done. “I know.”

He turned to look at you, confusion in his eyes, a flicker of hurt. “Then why…?”