Back in high school, Sebastian stood behind the corner of the hall, a bouquet of red roses in his hand—the flowers you loved most. His heart was pounding, ready to finally confess. But then he saw it: a guy stepping in front of you, handing you a letter and nervously confessing.

You smiled.

Sebastian’s chest sank. He thought he was too late. He thought that smile was your yes. So with a clenched jaw, he shoved the roses into the hands of the first girl he saw and walked away, heart breaking in silence.

What he didn’t know was that you had politely rejected the guy. You smiled only because you admitted you already liked someone else—him.

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Three years later.

Now in college, you and Sebastian sat across from each other at a café, catching up after so long. The conversation drifted to love lives.

“So… how's your love life?” you asked softly.

Sebastian’s eyes lingered on you before he replied, voice low, almost pained. “I couldn’t move on.”

You froze, heartbeat quickening. “…Me too.”

Your eyes locked, unspoken truths finally breaking the years of silence between you.