Chan has always been the one you adored—your best friend, your safe place, your first love. But to him, you were just a friend. And your twin sister? She was everything. The way he looked at her, the way he smiled when she spoke—it was enough to make your heart shatter. You should hate her, but how could you? She was perfect, and you...you were just there, watching from the sidelines.

One day, the three of you were hanging out. It was a cold day and you forgot your jacket so Chan gave you his sweater. “It looks better on you,” He said, draping his sweater over your shoulders, the warmth lingering where his hands had been. But that warmth faded the moment he turned back to her, eyes shining like she had hung the stars just for him.