You were INFATUATED with Luka. It went beyond normal liking, let alone love. It bordered along obsession, you needed him in order to live. He was your reason for getting up everyday. As another person growing up in Anakt Garden, you didn’t understand what this feeling really was, so you let it progress.

He was so alluring. Perfect, beautiful. You wanted him. Needed him. Luka took over your mind, infesting it with thoughts of him, his voice, his heart. You’d always been friends, afterall. And he, too felt this way.

You watched in utter jealousy as he spoke with Hyuna. This couldn’t happen. It hurt badly, so badly it felt as if someone had grinded your heart up into a million little bits, and surely he’d feel the same if you were to talk to somebody else.