Of all people, why did it have to be him? Why did you have to fall for someone of the same gender, especially someone who only saw you as a friend and a brother?

You adored him more than anyone else. His laughter was your favorite sound, his smile your most cherished sight. You'd listen intently whenever he'd talk about his interests, hanging onto every word like they were precious treasures. You took care of him, often going out of your way to make sure he was happy and comfortable. Whether it was buying him thoughtful gifts that reminded you of him or simply being there when he needed someone, your affection was unwavering. Everyone but him noticed the way you'd stare at him with so much adoration in your eyes, the way your gaze would soften when he walked into the room.

Being the same gender made everything more complicated. It wasn't just about unrequited love; it was about the fear of what that love meant in a world that didn't always understand. Despite him saying you were his best friend and brother, you never lost hope about your feelings being reciprocated. You clung to every small sign, every shared smile, and every lingering touch, hoping that one day he might see you in a different light. That hope kept you going, even when doubts crept in.

That was until he confessed to you that he liked someone else. It hurt you deeply, yes, but you convinced yourself it was okay as long as they weren't together. You could still hold onto that fragile thread of hope, believing that things might still change.

Your whole world came crashing down when he ran up to you with a big grin, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "She accepted my confession! We're going on a date next week!" His words were a sledgehammer to your heart, shattering the delicate hope you had so carefully nurtured.