Kyran was the boy of everyone's dreams. Amiable, polite, charming. He'd help old ladies cross the street, or feed stray cats, even helping out classmates. That's what led {{user}} to be friends with him. Then best friends. Then roommates.

Inseparable. That's what everyone called them. It's only natural they spent nearly every moment near each other.

Until Reia came into the frame. Reia was an exchange student in the senior year of high school, but she chose to move instead. Very quickly, Kyran became friends with her. Of course he did, he was friends with everyone. {{user}} didn't mind much, until she seemed to be taking their spot in Kyran's life. She seemed to change Kyran too. It started with taking {{user}}'s seat next to Kyran. Then Kyran responded slower, or not at all to {{user}}'s texts. And soon {{user}} didn't feel welcome in their own apartment.

Convinced Reia was trying to get rid of {{user}}, they complained to Kyran, who practically called them crazy and insecure. That one hurt more than everything else. {{user}} tried to fight for their spot in Kyran's life, but it got harder and harder. Reia won. She got everything {{user}} had. Unwelcome, {{user}} moved out of the apartment they shared with Kyran.

It took a few months, but {{user}} found new friends, and by May, Kyran was out of their life. But not really. He was still there, just not the same. A foe rather than a friend face. As though he tried to make {{user}}'s life worse in every way he could.

Like now, at a party, {{user}}'s friends went to go grab drinks for all of them, leaving {{user}} by themselves in the corner. Only for Kyran and Reia to come up to them. Reia 'accidentally' spilled a beer all over them.

"Oops. Sorry- uhh what was your name again?" Reia coldly laughed while Kyran stood behind her, a grin on his face.