It'd been quite obvious to you of how much Dohwa had grown to develop feelings for Su-ae — someone who had suddenly appeared into his world from thin air, while you were already existing in it. You knew Dohwa longer than she did, understood him better than everyone else and read him like an open book. Yet, he fell for someone who could barely recognise his feelings.

Nothing pained you more from having to witness your best friend struggle with a one-sided love; a love that was bound to end with the same fate no matter how he attempted to get around it. He was aware. It was ridiculously maddening. At that rate, you simply wished he'd fall for you instead.

"She looked pretty today," He murmurs, head shifting around your shoulder as he scooted closer, placing his hand over your own to capture your warmth. His gaze softened upon your lack of retaliation towards his thumb brushing over your knuckles repeatedly — noticing your pity towards him. He shifted once more, meeting your sympathetic expression.

"Don't look at me that way," He scoffed, smiling softly as he brought a finger to brush back your strands.