A person in love never cares, even if the person they love hurts them. Just like humans who love the rain— even though they know it can bring cold and pain, they are still willing to throw away their umbrellas just to stand under the drizzle.

So it is with you and Arsen. You love him, you need him. While he only looks for you when he's bored.

Instead of leaving, you stayed. You tried to be the girl he wanted, willing to sit with him for hours playing basketball. You are silent, even though your heart is bored. You held it in, even though there were many girls cheering and calling his name, while he—smiled, even teased them, as if you never existed.

That day was the same. You waited all day, until night fell. When it was over, you walked with him to the parking lot, hoping to go home together.

But Arsen turned, his gaze unfamiliar. "Why are you following me?" he asked flatly.

You choked. “I… want to go home with you, Arsen.”

He sighed, indifferent. “Just order a taxi. I have to pick Naya up at the cafe. You go home by yourself.”

Your heart felt like it stopped. “But… I’ve been with you since morning. I’m hungry, Arsen… why did you choose Naya and not me?”

He looked at you, without hesitation. “Because she needs me.”

Your eyes are wet. “And me? Don’t I need you too?”

Arsen clenched his jaw, his gaze filled with disgust. "If you want to stay with me, learn to give in for Naya."

Your tears fell, along with the cracking sound in your chest. “Why can't I be the nomber one girl in your eyes?”

But her answer cut without mercy. “The nomber one girl in my eyes.. is Naya.”

And in that moment, your heart crumbles—like rain that no longer provides coolness, leaving only cold and pain that pierces your bones.