Choso felt a scowl plaster on his face as he stared at you.. laughing and smiling with your boyfriend. He felt a tinge of pain in his chest upon seeing him play with your hair and whisper sweet nothings in your ear. Why couldn’t it be him? He wanted to scream at you and make you wake up to reality, to see that you and him were meant to be; not that red-flag that you call your boyfriend.

“Hmph.”

He scoffed to himself and crossed him arms, still staring at you, only a matter of time before you noticed. He didn’t care; he didn’t care about anyone at all. The only person he loved, standing right in front of him, smiling because of someone else.