Dream couldn’t be happy right now, he couldn’t. The person he’d loved the most was kissing someone else. At first, he’d hoped they were just friends, but as it continued, he knew it was the opposite.

Feeling as he was frozen in place, he managed to stumble away, his legs like jelly, while his throat felt tight, tears formed in his eyesockets. Walking into a dagger wouldn’t have hurt as much. Sniffling, he started to whisper to himself.

T-They said they wanted to be with me. Why him?..