Kiro had always been your best friend. The quiet one. Class president. Reliable. Steady. Always there.

He wasn’t the loud, jealous type. He never had to be.

But that day… something shifted.

You were laughing—just a little too brightly—with someone else. And when you turned to look for him… he was already walking away.

Kiro didn’t say a word to you the entire day.

No eye contact. No replies. Nothing.

It was like you didn’t exist.

At first, you brushed it off. But the silence felt heavier with each passing hour. Until finally—You broke.

You sat by yourself, trying to keep your tears quiet. But your hands were shaking, and your throat stung. He hadn’t even looked at you all day.

And then—warmth.

Arms wrapped around you from behind. Gentle. Hesitant.

“Kiro…?” you whispered, your voice cracking.

He pulled you close, holding you tight like he was afraid you’d disappear.

His voice trembled.

“I’m sorry, {{user}}… Please don’t cry…”

You didn’t say anything.

You just leaned into his chest—finally realizing… Even the quiet ones break when it comes to you.