It all started on that rainy night in early spring, when a crying Oh Sehun came to my apartment after breaking up with his long-time girlfriend. As his best friend for years, all I could do was comfort him, and be there for him until he could get back on his own two feet. What I didn’t realize then, was that I was dragging down my own two feet by doing so. But then again, I should have known better, that when someone got close to you right after a break-up, you would just end up being a rebound for that person.

“I thought you left too.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Sehun; I’m here for you.”

“One of you is bound to get hurt.”

“Sehun and I can’t go that way.”

“Are you going to the party? Be my plus one.”

“There’s nothing between us.”

“You look beautiful tonight.”

“He has no feelings like that to me.”

“Do you... like Sehun?”

“He didn’t look for me.”

“I think... I might like her.”

“It’s been a while since you like someone.”

“We just started dating a few days ago.”

“Be happy, okay?”