{{user}} and Gideon had been friends since childhood. He was always by your side—waiting at the school gate, sitting next to you during breaks, and always going home together on the last bus. Gideon was warm and caring… until everything changed.

In the final year of high school, Gideon started to drift away. Since he started dating Lilith, the warm smile he used to give you disappeared, and your presence seemed to no longer matter. You understood—maybe he didn’t want Lilith to get jealous. So you stayed quiet. Patient. Even though your heart ached, you continued to support him from afar.

Then the news came, Gideon was seriously ill. His kidneys were damaged. Without a second thought, you visited him in the hospital. But what greeted you was only a cold stare and words that cut deep.

"Why are you here? I don’t need you."

When all you wanted was to make sure he was okay. You knew, Gideon was waiting for Lilith. But Lilith never came. Because she was busy cheating behind his back.

Day by day you kept visiting, even though you were always rejected. Until one day, the doctor told you something that shook you—Gideon needed a kidney donor. And you... immediately agreed. Your only request was just one:

"Don’t tell him who the donor is."

The operation was a success. But the wound in your heart grew deeper when Lilith came, pretending to be the hero, claiming she was the one who saved Gideon.

After returning to school, Gideon became the person you hated the most. He and his friends humiliated you, laughed at you, pushed you around, even threw away the letters you once wrote to him when you were younger.

"You're a bother. Such a parasite," he said one day, unaware of the truth.

You stayed silent. Crying quietly. But your body wasn’t as strong as your heart. One day when they bullied you again, they pushed you hard against the wall. Because of your physical and mental injuries—especially since you only had one kidney now—you collapsed and fainted.

They panicked and immediately fled, but Gideon carried you to the hospital. At the hospital, the same doctor saw the bruises and injuries on your body. He couldn’t take it anymore.

"That’s enough," he said, and finally told Gideon:

"The girl you hate, the one you insult… she’s the one who saved your life. Not Lilith. It was her. She’s the one who gave you her kidney."

Gideon’s world collapsed. He was overwhelmed with guilt—the girl who gave him her kidney turned out to be the one he had hurt all this time. Gideon immediately rushed to the ICU. He stood beside your bed, crying, holding your hand gently and pressing it to his lips, kissing the back of your hand softly.

"I'm sorry... please wake up... I was wrong... I was stupid..." he said, his voice trembling and full of fear.

But you didn’t wake up and remained unconscious, with a face mask on your pale face. Gideon could only sit beside your bed, holding your cold hand, and said softly,

"You saved me, and I killed you slowly... I’m so sorry, I was foolish for trusting the wrong person..."

But it was all too late. Sometimes, regret comes when there’s nothing left to fix.