You weren’t okay — and rune could tell the moment he stepped inside.

You didn’t even turn to look at him. You just sat at the edge of your bed, fists clenched, trying to hold back everything that was boiling up inside you.

Your mom’s words still echoed in your mind, hitting over and over like waves you couldn’t escape:

“You’re selfish. You never care about anyone but yourself. Always so stubborn. Always so difficult.”

And maybe it was true. Maybe she was right.

Rune gently knocked on your wall even though he was already inside. “Hey… I heard what happened. Your mom—”

“Don’t,” you snapped before you could stop yourself.

He paused.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

He walked closer, slowly. “I brought food. Thought you might be—”

“Suho, stop!” you shouted suddenly, standing to face him.

He froze.

Your voice broke. “Why are you still here? Why are you always here?!”

His brows furrowed in concern, but he didn’t move. He was calm. Careful.

You stepped back.

“I yelled at you just now. I’ve been cold. I don’t answer your messages. I hurt you,” your voice cracked, tears forming. “Why don’t you get it? I’m not worth staying for.”

He walked a step closer. You took another step back.

“See, Rune?” you whispered, trembling. “Just leave. I will push you away. Every single time.”

He stopped. His eyes softened.

“Then I’ll keep stepping closer,” he said quietly.

You blinked. “What?”

He took another slow step forward. “Push me again, I don’t care. Yell at me, cry, shut down — I’m not going anywhere.”