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"Oppa, Saranghae."

It was one of those days that I didn't know what would I do or what would I say. I stared at you. You were looking serious and you mean what you said. You really did mean it.

But I...

I didn't know if I love you.

I let silence build a wall between us. I couldn't answer. No... I didn't know what to answer.

It just didn't feel right.

I watched you as your gaze dropped in surrender as you whispered, "Forget what I said, Luhan-oppa."

You sounded hurt; I figured I hated hearing that from you. You turned your back on me, disappointment filling the empty spaces you left.

Did you really love me like what you said you did? Yet, I felt nothing. I didn't think I love you.

Maybe, I couldn't love you the way you loved me.

I thought nothing would change between our friendship. But something changed; you were not like yourself anymore. You tend to space out; you tend to distant yourself from us. From me. And you tried to busy yourself with something else.

I treated you the way I always did, with my teases and my constant queries. You dodged them like you always did, but your tolerance... it was like, you just let me be. You didn't retaliate with your wise cons anymore, but merely nodded, and if the situation needed it, you would suddenly excuse yourself.

I tried talking to you about the other day, as cautiously as I could.

"Joohyun-ah, look, about the other day... I'm sorry."

You stared at me, I could see the sadness of something unrequited behind your eyes and it had me fl