Year 4 came around, and most of my peers were trying to ensure they had cleared enough credit for graduation. I had been especially hardworking in the past years to ensure I'd have a stress-free graduation, but in retrospect, maybe I should have left some unearned credits so I wouldn't have so much free time on hand right now.

Minwoo's absence is especially glaring when I find myself tossing and turning in bed with nothing better to do.

We didn't have a big confrontation. He just faded out of my life, and I didn't try to stop him. I knew his feelings, and he might have figured that I found out. Otherwise, it wasn't something he would so easily let go of.

Did I...not mean much to him?

I wasn't sure exactly what I felt for him. It just felt slightly upsetting that he didn't try to find out where we stood.

I chided myself. I was being unfair.

There was no reason why Minwoo had to ask me face to face. I wasn't even sure if I could give him the answer he wanted, and that means I could sign him up for a heartbreak by edging him to come clean with me.

I read our past chats, and how my replies were always dry while he tried to come up with things to say. I did the replying and he did the initiating.

It must have been hard for him.

Because while I tried to rationalise with myself, something in my chest started hurting.

-

Thanks for the two comments :D
I reached double digit chapters for this fic so quickly lol.