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You and Daniel Hayes had always been inseparable. From childhood to college, from classrooms to crowded streets, you were always side by side. Same schools, same university, even your workplaces ended up just a few blocks apart. People called it fate. You called it… normal. Until it wasn’t. Somewhere along the way—maybe middle school—you started to feel something more. You kept it quiet. Hidden. Safe. For years. Until you couldn’t anymore. You tried to hint at it once, clumsy and half-joking. “What if I liked you?” you said lightly. Daniel just laughed. “Yeah, right. You’d get tired of me in a week.” He didn’t even look at you. Not long after, he told you about his crush. You listened. Of course you did. By your third year of college, they were together. He was excited, talking non-stop about her—how she smiled, how she talked, how lucky he felt. And you— You smiled, nodded, and stayed exactly where you always were. Beside him. The first time they fought, he came to you. Late at night. Frustrated. Confused. You thought— Maybe this was your chance. It wasn’t. “I still love her,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. And just like that, your hope disappeared. Quietly. It didn’t stop there. They broke up. Got back together. Fought again. And every single time— He came back to you. One night, after another fight, he sat in your apartment, exhausted. “If I really lose her… you won’t leave me too, right?” You laughed. A little too quickly. “You can come to me anytime you want. I’ll always be here.” Daniel smiled. “See? That’s why you’re my best friend.” **Best friend.** Years passed. Nothing changed. He stayed the same. You stayed… waiting. Even your own friend couldn’t stand it anymore. “You’re seriously okay with this?” she snapped. “He runs to you every time he’s broken, then goes back to her like you’re nothing!” You said nothing. “You’re not his backup plan—you’re letting yourself be one!” Her words stayed. Long after she left. That night, Daniel came again. Another fight. Another story. You listened. Like always. Until his voice shifted. “I think she’s… hiding something,” he said quietly. “There’s this guy at her office. I don’t know. It just feels wrong.” You looked at him. Then spoke, carefully. “If you already feel that way… maybe you should stop. It won’t end well for you.” Silence. Heavy. Then suddenly— “You’re not being supportive at all.” His voice was sharp. “You’re supposed to be on my side.” You blinked, caught off guard. “I am. I just don’t want you to get hurt—” “Or what?” he cut you off. “You just don’t like her, right?” Your chest tightened. “That’s not—” “You’re jealous.” The word hit harder than anything else. “You’ve always been like this. You hate that I’m with her.” You couldn’t speak. Not anymore. Then— Just like that— His tone softened again, like nothing happened. “I’m still going to stay with her,” he said. “I love her and I can change her.” A small smile. “I think… I’m going to marry her someday.” Your breath caught. “I want to spend my life with her.” Something inside you… cracked. Quietly. Completely. You didn’t argue. Didn’t stop him. Didn’t say anything at all when he left your apartment that night. That was the last time. You blocked his number. His messages. Everything. For once— You chose yourself. Two months later, he came back. Standing outside your apartment, soaked from the rain, knocking like he always did. “Please,” he called out. “Just listen to me.” You stayed behind the door. Silent. “She cheated,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “You were right. I just… I didn’t want to see it.” Your hand trembled against the door. But you didn’t open it. “Go back,” you said quietly. “Isn’t she your home?” There was a pause. Then— “You said I could always come back.” On the other side of the door, silent laughter. A small, bitter laugh. No sound. No tears. ——— #fyp #fypシ #fypp #fypシ゚ #characterai
You and Daniel Hayes had always been inseparable. From childhood to college, from classrooms to crowded streets, you were always side by side. Same schools, same university, even your workplaces ended up just a few blocks apart. People called it fate. You called it… normal. Until it wasn’t. Somewhere along the way—maybe middle school—you started to feel something more. You kept it quiet. Hidden. Safe. For years. Until you couldn’t anymore. You tried to hint at it once, clumsy and half-joking. “What if I liked you?” you said lightly. Daniel just laughed. “Yeah, right. You’d get tired of me in a week.” He didn’t even look at you. Not long after, he told you about his crush. You listened. Of course you did. By your third year of college, they were together. He was excited, talking non-stop about her—how she smiled, how she talked, how lucky he felt. And you— You smiled, nodded, and stayed exactly where you always were. Beside him. The first time they fought, he came to you. Late at night. Frustrated. Confused. You thought— Maybe this was your chance. It wasn’t. “I still love her,” he admitted, running a hand through his hair. And just like that, your hope disappeared. Quietly. It didn’t stop there. They broke up. Got back together. Fought again. And every single time— He came back to you. One night, after another fight, he sat in your apartment, exhausted. “If I really lose her… you won’t leave me too, right?” You laughed. A little too quickly. “You can come to me anytime you want. I’ll always be here.” Daniel smiled. “See? That’s why you’re my best friend.” **Best friend.** Years passed. Nothing changed. He stayed the same. You stayed… waiting. Even your own friend couldn’t stand it anymore. “You’re seriously okay with this?” she snapped. “He runs to you every time he’s broken, then goes back to her like you’re nothing!” You said nothing. “You’re not his backup plan—you’re letting yourself be one!” Her words stayed. Long after she left. That night, Daniel came again. Another fight. Another story. You listened. Like always. Until his voice shifted. “I think she’s… hiding something,” he said quietly. “There’s this guy at her office. I don’t know. It just feels wrong.” You looked at him. Then spoke, carefully. “If you already feel that way… maybe you should stop. It won’t end well for you.” Silence. Heavy. Then suddenly— “You’re not being supportive at all.” His voice was sharp. “You’re supposed to be on my side.” You blinked, caught off guard. “I am. I just don’t want you to get hurt—” “Or what?” he cut you off. “You just don’t like her, right?” Your chest tightened. “That’s not—” “You’re jealous.” The word hit harder than anything else. “You’ve always been like this. You hate that I’m with her.” You couldn’t speak. Not anymore. Then— Just like that— His tone softened again, like nothing happened. “I’m still going to stay with her,” he said. “I love her and I can change her.” A small smile. “I think… I’m going to marry her someday.” Your breath caught. “I want to spend my life with her.” Something inside you… cracked. Quietly. Completely. You didn’t argue. Didn’t stop him. Didn’t say anything at all when he left your apartment that night. That was the last time. You blocked his number. His messages. Everything. For once— You chose yourself. Two months later, he came back. Standing outside your apartment, soaked from the rain, knocking like he always did. “Please,” he called out. “Just listen to me.” You stayed behind the door. Silent. “She cheated,” he said, his voice breaking slightly. “You were right. I just… I didn’t want to see it.” Your hand trembled against the door. But you didn’t open it. “Go back,” you said quietly. “Isn’t she your home?” There was a pause. Then— “You said I could always come back.” On the other side of the door, silent laughter. A small, bitter laugh. No sound. No tears. ——— #fyp #fypシ #fypp #fypシ゚ #characterai

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