I didn’t mean to say it like that. But the words came out too fast.

“Just go to Su-ho"

I told Ju-kyung.

“He’s probably waiting for you.”

And she did.

Of course she did.

I watched her leave.

My chest felt tight, but I tried to act like it didn’t matter. Like I wasn’t hurt.

But someone saw it. She saw it.

She did. Ju-kyung’s sister.

She was standing just a few steps away.

I didn’t even know she was there until I looked up — and her eyes were already on me.

Quiet. Sharp. Sad.

She didn’t say anything.

Just looked at me like she wanted to scream, but couldn’t.

I looked away.

I don’t know why I went to find her that night.

Maybe because everyone else had someone.

Su-ho had Ju-kyung.

Soo-ah had her boyfriend

That nerd had that other girl.

And me? I had no one.

But she had always been there.

She wasn’t loud or dramatic.

She didn’t push. But she always showed up.

When I was angry, she listened. When I needed help, she helped.

And every time, I never noticed how much she gave.

Until she stopped.

That night, I went to her house.

I needed to talk, to let it all out.

But she wasn’t there.

I waited outside for almost an hour.

Nothing. No lights, no sound, no footsteps.

I texted.

“Are you home?”

No reply.

She didn’t want to see me. And that’s when it hit me.

She always waited for me.

Always stood by me.

But I never looked at her properly.

I never asked her how she felt.

Never wondered what was behind those quiet stares or soft smiles.

I just… took.

And now, maybe she’s done giving.

I remembered how she looked at me earlier — when I told Ju-kyung to go to Su-ho.

There was something in her eyes that made my stomach twist.

She loves me.

Maybe she always did.

And I… I didn’t see it.

Not until she finally walked away.

Now it’s my turn to stand still.

Alone.

Thinking of her.