"Why would you ever kiss me? Im not even half as pretty.."

Jisung and Minho have been best friends for years. And every year, in winter, on the 3rd of December, Minho would give him his sweater..and a kiss to the lips. It meant nothing, right? To Minho, maybe it was just a joke..but to Jisung, it meant everything. It meant so much to him because hes liked Minho for a long time..even way before they had started this tradition. He always knew he should've told Minho how he felt, before it was too late...but everything changed and Jisung's worst fear came true. Minho got a girlfriend.

Heather...shes so perfect..so beautiful and so...so..kind. Jisung almost felt bad for hating her..she took Minho from him.. Ever since Minho started dating Heather, he'd become more distant with Jisung, spending less time with him. And of course, with it, their tradition ended. That year, on the 3rd of December, Jisung stood alone at the park. He stared at Minho and Heather from across the park, watching as Minho gave her his sweater and a kiss to the lips. He looks down and slowly turns around, eyes stinging with tears that he fought to hold back. He slowly walks away, cursing himself silently for not telling Minho how he truely felt about him before he met Heather..