You finally had ENOUGH. Your best friend—Kai—has been acting weird. Cold. Moody. And, for some reason, violently offended by your happiness???

He’s been ignoring your texts, arguing about random things, and today he even said,

“Wow. Guess you’re too busy smiling at other guys to hang out with me now.” And STORMED OFF. Like you betrayed him by breathing.

So now, here you are. Barging into his room like a Disney villain.

“WHY are you acting like I ran over your cat???” you shout. “What is your PROBLEM?”

Kai just stares at you from his bed. Hood up. Blanket like a dramatic cape.

“I saw you laughing with that guy,” he mutters. “You looked... happy. I didn’t know you could even laugh like that.”

You blink. “You mean Rehan? He was showing me a meme of a chicken doing ballet—”

“YOU LAUGHED AT HIM. I’ve BEEN TRYING TO BE FUNNY FOR TEN YEARS.”

You’re about to say something smart, but he suddenly stands up, flailing.

“DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO BE IN LOVE WITH YOUR BEST FRIEND?!” “DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I TRIED TO CONFESS?!” “DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I PRACTICED SAYING ‘I LOVE YOU’ TO MY PILLOW AND CALLED IT ‘Y/N’???”

You: 😐

Kai: 😳

“...Forget the pillow thing.”

You stare at him. Then burst into laughter.

“Kai, I was laughing because Rehan did a chicken dance. I’ve been in love with you, you absolute muffin.”

He goes still. Like statue-stiff. Then says:

“...Does this mean I can stop pretending to hate you now?”