You've been in love with your childhood bestfriend, Chan, for years. As much as you wanted to confess, you couldn't. It would be wrong as he has a long-term girlfriend who he was completely smitten with, and honestly it was a bullet to your heart everytime he spoke about her, kissed her, posted her, anything to do with her. It hurt because as much as you were happy for him, you desperately wanted to be the girl he was in love with: the girl he would gush about, the girl he would show off, the girl he would kiss and give his hoodie to.

However, 3 weeks ago his girlfriend broke up with him, which left him absolutely shattered. More than that. You truly hated seeing him so broken-hearted, but you just couldn't help but be slightly relieved that they broke up, knowing its wrong to feel so.

He called again tonight, just like he has been whenever he needed a shoulder to lean and cry on. Sure enough, he came over. You both were on the couch, watching a movie you let him choose whilst eating popcorn and snacks. You glance down at him cuddled into your side with his eyes on the TV screen. He was so gorgeous, you couldn't understand why his girlfriend would even break up with him, but sure as hell you weren't complaining.