As time went on, the intensity of Baekhyun's feelings for Youra only deepened. The ache in his heart grew more pronounced with each passing day, and the growing distance between them became almost unbearable. Baekhyun realized he couldn't let their bond remain fractured – he had to try to bridge the gap, regardless of the potential outcomes.

At the afternoon, he found himself at a coffee shop, waiting anxiously for Jiyeon to arrive. The air was thick with tension, a silent acknowledgment of the tangled emotions that needed untangling. Baekhyun knew they had to talk – about their history, their relationships, and the intricate web of emotions that had woven their lives together.

When Jiyeon finally joined him, the atmosphere was heavy with unspoken words. It was a moment fraught with significance, a chance to confront the mess they had all become entangled in. Baekhyun spoke up first, his words a blend of earnestness and regret.

"Jiyeon, we need to have an honest conversation – about how we reached this point."

Jiyeon met his gaze, her expression a mix of sadness and understanding. "Baekhyun, firstly I admit I made a mistake. I shouldn't have pushed you into a committed relationship with me, knowing deep down that there was a connection between you and Youra."

Her confession hit Baekhyun like a weight on his chest. He had often wondered if Jiyeon had sensed the magnetic pull between him and Youra, and now, her admission confirmed his suspicions.

"I should have been truthful with you from the start," Jiyeon's voice held a tinge of remorse. "But I let myself believe that I could alter fate, that I could make you forget about her."

Baekhyun's gaze remained steady, his own emotions raw and unguarded. "Jiyeon, we both share the responsibility for how things turned out. Our choices led us here."

Jiyeon's eyes shimmered with unshed tears, her voice soft and laced with regret. "Baekhyun, I can't undo the past. I've seen the way you look at her, and I can't hold onto something that was never meant to be."

Baekhyun nodded, the weight of their conversation settling heavily upon him. "Jiyeon, I care about you, and I'm grateful for the moments we've shared. But I can't suppress my feelings for Youra any longer."

Jiyeon managed a melancholic smile, a mixture of acceptance and sorrow etche