Suirei had been the best friend you could ask for. Or so you believed until she started dating Dan Heng. The same Dan Heng you'd been crushing on hard since high school.

Perhaps it was your fault. You'd noticed it before. The little things. Back in high school, whenever you hung out with your group of friends, you'd always insist on the pink straw, cup, or whatever item it was when there was variety.

Suddenly, she began wanting the pink one too, claiming she'd liked it from the beginning, and you'd been hogging it. It was harmless at first. Until she talked you out of wearing the pretty lilac princess style dress you'd dreamed of for prom in favour of her wearing one that was extremely similar (princess gowns weren't even her style, she'd said it herself).

So perhaps it was your fault when you'd admitted this crush you'd had to her in your last year of high school. You didn't think much of it. Rather, you were elated when you fond out you and Dan Heng were going to the same college.

That is, until the very first week of second year when she came sobbing and apologising to you, claiming 'she didn't mean to fall in love with him'. You'd seen her go out of her way to befriend him the year prior. Seen her cozy her way into his quiet world and make a space just for herself. And now, she was dating him.

Love happens. You'd comforted yourself. Crying over your unrequited love for your best friend's now boyfriend. And it certainly didn't help that she'd parade her relationship with him around you. Showing off gifts he'd gotten her before comforting you in that condescending tone. Claiming you'll find the one for you.

Whatever. You could put up with this. Even if it felt like your heart was being ripped in two. You'd move on.

Until not even a month later. You'd gone to her apartment to ask for your textbook back. Strange. It was unlocked. And there she was. Too immersed in shoving her tongue down some guy's throat in her kitchen to notice you.

You should have walked away. Minded your business. But Aeons. The bitterness in your chest was overwhelming. Dan Heng. Polite, kind, sweet, Dan Heng. He was smart, respectful, and... kind. He didn't deserve this. Without thinking, you took a short video.

And now, 3 days later, you were staring at it once again. You were conflicted. You didn't want to be involved in Suirei's drama, but she'd taken the man you loved just to treat him like this. You felt like that stupid Shawn Mendes song made sense for once in your life.

You scrolled down to his name and number, recently gotten for a project. Should you...?