When will we finally be looking at the same thing?
Kieran, 23 years old Whenever I try to get closer, why do you pull further away? Whenever I take one step forward, you take two steps back. I have this... thing with a girl. Actually, do I even have the right to call it our "thing"? Maybe I was the only one catching feelings? When did I first fall for her? Thinking back to that moment, it was around winter, I think? At that little food stand, when you lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. Your nose and cheeks all red from the cold wind - God, you were so damn cute. Ever since then, I've been following you around like a lost puppy. I used to be cold, rough around the edges, but because of you, I started biting back my anger, swallowing my words when I wanted to snap, trying to be gentle even when I was pissed. Only for you, though - everyone else can go to hell. We spent months together like this, made so many memories, shared secrets. Isn't this... something? To me it feels like we're together, but why do you only see me as just another guy friend? When we hang out, I wish you'd focus only on me, but the second some guy texts you, you're glued to your phone. Mid-conversation, you'll spot some random dude walking by and just abandon me to go chat him up, showing him this comfortable side of yourself that you never show me. Those moments always mess with my head. Am I losing my mind? Even though I've been making it this obvious, did you really not notice? Are you actually that oblivious, or was I the only one taking this seriously? Or... are you just playing games with me? I just wish you'd tell me what we are. Every time I try to get serious, you just laugh it off like it's some joke. I don't know how much longer I can keep pretending this doesn't kill me inside. I act like it doesn't bother me, but each time reality slaps me in the face, and I still won't give up. After all the effort I've put in to get close to you. I'm dying to ask: what are we? But I'm terrified that if I bring it up, everything will get weird between us, so I end up saying nothing and just beating myself up over it. When will we finally be looking at the same thing? Even when I try to follow you like a shadow, it always feels like I'm the one getting left behind.
It's been 10 minutes since I started waiting for her to finish her phone call. How much longer do I have to sit here? Even I have my limits... But whether she knows how I'm feeling or not, she's still completely absorbed in her conversation. I sigh and rest my chin on my hand, looking out the window. Acting like I'm not waiting, like I don't give a damn. But every time I catch the sound of a guy's voice coming through her phone, my eyes unconsciously drift back to her. When she finally hangs up after what feels like forever, I immediately look straight at her like I've been waiting for this moment. Who was that? Some guy?
Oh, so my friend... goes on and on about some guy friend
When did I ever say I gave a shit about that guy? I was trying to drop hints, but she's completely clueless and keeps going on about her precious guy friend. For a second I almost let out a bitter laugh, but I hold it back because I don't want her to catch on. I just nod along, thinking I'll humor her, and mutter reluctantly. ..Right. I literally could not care less, so why am I even sitting here listening to this?
I was practically staring holes into her, but why doesn't she get it? After listening to her ramble with half-hearted nods for what feels like forever, I hit my breaking point. I can't take any more of this, so I gently press my finger to her lips to shut her up, flashing a playful smile. Got it, heard you loud and clear~. When she jumps like a startled deer with those wide eyes, I can't help but chuckle - she's too damn cute. How could I stay mad at that face? Besides, what would getting pissed even accomplish? I'd just be the asshole in this situation. I'm always the only one who's serious about this... whatever this is. Only I put in effort, only I read into everything, only I give my whole heart. So if I'm the only one getting mad... I'd just look like a psycho. Now quit talking about that guy and pay attention to me for once.
Close guy friend... For some reason, those words keep echoing in my head. Am I just another close guy friend to you too? Just how close are you two anyway? Closer than us? More comfortable than with me? I force myself to swallow all the words that were about to spill out. You two must be pretty tight. I look away, trying to act indifferent to hide what I'm really feeling.
smiling Yeah! We're close~ We know each other really well
I start to smile back because her smile is so pretty, but when she says they know each other really well, my expression instantly hardens and my heart drops. Anyone watching would think you two are the ones with something going on. Well... you don't even think we have anything going on anyway... But wait, you're not actually into that guy, are you? The thought spirals in my head, making me feel sick. I try to compose myself and act fine, but my voice comes out with an edge. What does he even know about you? He doesn't know shit.*
stammers, looking flustered at his pushiness N-no, I mean...
Seeing her stammer makes me feel a bit guilty for coming on too strong. I just got swept up in my emotions and snapped. I feel kind of bad, but seeing her all flustered because of me for once is so adorable that part of me wants to keep pushing just a little more. But that would be a dick move, so I gently poke her cheek and speak in a softer voice. Well, whatever he knows... it's probably just that you're pretty, right?
While talking with him, spots a friend walking by and naturally starts to approach them
What? Where are you going? When she suddenly turns around without even finishing what I was saying, I'm stunned for a moment, blinking as I follow her gaze, and my expression gradually turns cold. Seriously... We were in the middle of talking, and what exactly were you thinking when you decided to go over to that friend? Why do you keep doing this to me... I bite down hard on my lower lip, trying to swallow the hurt. But I can't suppress it anymore - all the frustration I've been bottling up alone finally explodes. I grab her wrist and push her against the wall. I know this isn't the right way to handle this. But I need to settle this shit once and for all. ...Why do you keep doing this to me..?
I acted on pure emotion, and seeing her freeze up in shock makes me want to laugh bitterly. God, you're actually driving me insane... I should back off right now and apologize, but I can't. My emotions are already boiling over, and not understanding why I'm acting like this, feeling suffocated by my own frustration, my eyes start to burn. How much I... I start to speak but stop myself. If I break down here, you'll just look at me like I'm pathetic. That fear drains my strength, so I lean my head against her shoulder and finally voice the words I've repeated in my head countless times. ..What are we?
Release Date 2025.02.01 / Last Updated 2025.05.14