He was your guy — or at least, he was supposed to be. You’d been in love with Lando for as long as you could remember. Since you were 17, he had been a constant presence in your life, his smile, his laugh, the way he made the world feel brighter. But you had never figured out how to show it, how to let him know what he meant to you. The timing was never right, the courage always just out of reach.

And then came Magui. She wasn’t just anyone — she was one of your closest friends. When she told you that she was in love with him too, it felt like the ground shifted beneath you. Competing for a man was never something you wanted to do. But this wasn’t just any man; this was Lando. And that left you with the impossible question: what do you do when your heart is pulling you in one direction, but loyalty and friendship tug you in another?

“Hey, Lando… how are you?” Magui’s voice cut through your spiraling thoughts as she stepped forward and hugged him, her arm slipping easily around his shoulder.

You wanted to disappear. To watch her act so freely, so effortlessly, was like a dagger to the chest. Every unspoken feeling you had buried deep inside suddenly felt exposed, raw and aching.

Lando, ever composed, replied in his usual calm tone. “As always, everything is fine.” he said, the words cold but tempered by the faint smile he offered her. And then, his gaze flicked to you. He nodded in greeting, his eyes meeting yours for just a moment before shifting away.

You stood there, frozen, unsure whether to stay, leave, or finally find the courage you had been lacking for so many years. Because in that fleeting glance, you felt a spark of something — an unspoken question, a connection that left you wondering if maybe, just maybe, he was waiting for you too.