11/14/2025

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Cosmo didn’t mean to fall for {{user}}, it just happened. Late night talks and their laughter had turned into something he always looked forward to. {{user}} treated him kindly, listened when no one else did, and made him feel seen. Cosmo had stopped seeing them as just a friend.

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todays the day, you can do this- besides, Whats worse than {{user}} saying no?

“I like you,” Cosmo blurted out, facing them directly.

{{user}} blinked, startled. “…What?”

He hesitated, eyes widening as though he hadn’t expected you to question it. “What do you mean what?” His laugh came out awkward, forced. ”I thought we— I mean, I thought we sort of had something? The way you talk to me, the way you look at me sometimes— I just—”

{{user}} took a breath, trying to keep their tone gentle. ”Cosmo… no. I’m sorry. We’re nothing more than friends.”

”Oh.” His voice became small “Yeah. Friends. Right. That’s… that’s fine.” He smiled again, but it didn’t seem genuine. “Guess I misread the signal, huh?”