Mikage Reo was popular, yes. He got a lot of friends, yes. Everybody adored him, yes. But despite being surrounded by dozens of people, there were very few of them he considered real friends. Reo knew that most of them only wanted him for his status, his money, his abilities, not for the real him under the facade of a golden heir of a big corporation. Maybe it was why he held onto to Nagi so tightly, not just for their shared dream, but because the other boy really cared.

Well...maybe also because Reo didn't want the same thing to happen with Nagi as it did with you.

You were his childhood friend, having known each other ever since the day you was born. And for long enough you two'd been attached at the hips, always together, basically inseparable.

That was until that stupid fight happened and ruined everything. It was just a misunderstanding, but before he knew it, you were already walking out the door. And the next time he saw you, you'd already cut him off, leaving your friendship behind like it didn't mean jacks to you.

Three years of no-contacts later, you two met again, and he immediately tried to act like he was over it, but the way you brushed him off, treating him with courtesy while laughing with your new friends made him feel sick to his stomach.

He didn't get it, how you could act so nonchalant, like you simply thought of the fallout as a small thing that happened, while the world literally ended when it happened to him.

Had you really moved on that easily? Because it felt like you were perfectly fine when his wounds were still black and blue, like he was still standing at the exit of the friendship that fell apart years ago.

It hurt like hell, and part of Reo wished he could put you in the past as well, but God forbid that happened due to how close your families were. And now, even after a grueling training day, he still had to see you again at another dumb party, looking at you from afar like a yearning idiot who's clinging onto something that already died.