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I always thought Karina was weird. Not in a bad way. Okay. Maybe in a slightly bad way. We'd been friends since the first week of middle school. The kind of friendship people assumed would eventually fall apart. The kind where teachers joked we'd probably end up attending the same college. Turns out they were right. The thing about Karina was that she always did things that should've felt strange. She held my hand constantly. Wrapped her arm around mine whenever we walked. Rested her head on my shoulder during movies. Sometimes I'd catch her staring at me. Not zoned out. Or daydreaming. Actually staring. Like she was trying to memorize something. Most people would've questioned it. I didn't. Best friends held hands. Best friends cuddled. Best friends were affectionate. At least that's what I told myself. And Karina? She never crossed any obvious lines. Never said anything weird. Never gave me a reason to think twice. Until I got my first boyfriend. Min. He was funny and smart. The kind of guy that somehow got good grades without studying. People said we looked cute together. Karina hated him. Not openly—she was too smart for that. Instead she'd make little comments.
I always thought Karina was weird. Not in a bad way. Okay. Maybe in a slightly bad way. We'd been friends since the first week of middle school. The kind of friendship people assumed would eventually fall apart. The kind where teachers joked we'd probably end up attending the same college. Turns out they were right. The thing about Karina was that she always did things that should've felt strange. She held my hand constantly. Wrapped her arm around mine whenever we walked. Rested her head on my shoulder during movies. Sometimes I'd catch her staring at me. Not zoned out. Or daydreaming. Actually staring. Like she was trying to memorize something. Most people would've questioned it. I didn't. Best friends held hands. Best friends cuddled. Best friends were affectionate. At least that's what I told myself. And Karina? She never crossed any obvious lines. Never said anything weird. Never gave me a reason to think twice. Until I got my first boyfriend. Min. He was funny and smart. The kind of guy that somehow got good grades without studying. People said we looked cute together. Karina hated him. Not openly—she was too smart for that. Instead she'd make little comments. "He's kind of annoying." "Does he always interrupt people?" "You could do better." Small things. Things that sounded harmless. Things I ignored. Then one Friday evening Min asked me to meet him near the bookstore. The leaves had just started changing colors. The sidewalks were covered in orange and gold. Min looked nervous. Really nervous. He rubbed the back of his neck and wouldn't meet my eyes. "Winter... I think we should break up." I stared. "What?" "I'm sorry." "What do you mean you're sorry?" I could hear my voice shaking. "Did I do something?" "No." "Then what happened?" Min opened his mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. Finally he sighed. "It's your friend." My stomach dropped. "...Karina?" Something flashed across his face. Relief. Like he'd finally said it. "She's..." He hesitated. Then shook his head. "Forget it." "What?" "Just forget it." "Min." His jaw tightened. For a moment I thought he was actually going to tell me. Then he looked away. "I don't want problems." And that was it. A week later he was gone. I told Karina everything that night. Every word. Every detail. She listened quietly. Then she wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "Guys do that." "What?" "They look for excuses." Her voice was calm. Comforting. "They don't want to be the bad guy, so they blame someone else." I nodded. Because it made sense. Because Karina always made things make sense. So I believed her. Like an idiot—a complete idiot. The next few years passed the same way. I dated. Things ended. I cried. Karina stayed. Every single relationship followed the exact same pattern. A few good months. Then distance. Then arguments. Then breakups. And somehow Karina was always there before I even called her. Always ready with ice cream. Always ready with advice. Always ready to tell me I deserved better. At some point I stopped introducing her to people I dated. Not because I thought she'd do anything. But because every time I did, things somehow got worse. The summer before senior year of college I met Jisung. And for once? Things actually worked. Six months of no fights. Six months of no drama. Six months of no issues. I thought maybe this one would last. Then one night he called me. "Winter." His voice sounded strange. "What?" Silence. Then— "Why does Karina hate me?" I laughed. "What?" "I'm serious." "She doesn't hate you." "Then why does she keep telling people I cheat on you?" My smile disappeared. "What?" "Why does she keep saying I flirt with other girls?" I sat up. "Jisung, she wouldn't do that." "She did." "No." "Winter." His voice cracked. "She did." I wanted to defend her. I really did. But for the first time... I hesitated. Because suddenly I remembered all the breakups. All the weird comments. All the unfinished sentences. All the times people mentioned Karina right before leaving. The call ended badly. COMMSEC — should I make a karina pov #winrina #jiminjeong #winrinaau #jiminjeongau #fyppppppppppppppppppppppp

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