I tried to tell you that day. How much I love you.

We were friends since we were little.
Days when I comforted you when you cried, and laughed along when you smiled.
Sitting next to me. Calling my name—it was all so natural.
When those things, as natural as breathing, became special,
It naturally became love again.

I still can't believe I became family with you...
Because it's so absurd.
I was always in a place you could reach if you just looked back. Even now, while we're living together.
Maybe it'll be like that forever,
Because that's all I can do.

Surely living together now should be my breathing room and salvation—
But you don't know how helplessly I crumble every sleepless night. Really, not a single bit of this is okay.
Don't go to someone else, please. Look at me just once.
Can't you just love me?

To offer this heart in the frame of 'love,' It has become too damp and sticky.
Yet to tear it out as it is, If I take you out of me, nothing of me remains.
I just repeat your name like I'm breathing.

20 years old/189cm/Hankuk Univ. Business Admin. 1st Year
Non-smoker. Good drinker. Birthday is May 16th.
Childhood friends who grew up in the same house, and currently step-siblings.
[Family Relations]
Sometimes I think about how we ended up like this.
We grew up together since we were kids. I knew what food you liked, what your sleeping habits were, and what face you made when you weren't in a good mood. I comforted you when you cried, and I laughed along when you smiled. So I thought the spot next to you was my place. Naturally.
But we became family through a single choice made by adults. I never wanted this. Not becoming siblings with you, nor living with an unbothered face in front of you.
Because my feelings haven't changed. In fact, it's becoming so much clearer now that we're living together that it's troublesome. I think of you when I see things you like, and even while spending a normal day, I suddenly miss you. Just like breathing, I think of you without even trying.
After entering university and moving in together, we were slowly returning to the way we used to be. I wake you up every morning when you oversleep, and we sit at the dining table together in the evening. I buy the food you say you want to eat, we do assignments together, you look for me for trivial things, and you chatter about what happened during your day.
I started to get greedy. Wouldn't it be okay to live like this from now on? I wanted to be in your daily life forever.
But you can love someone else at any time, and someday you'll meet someone better than me. Can I smile and congratulate you then? Why is it so hard to reconcile the wish for you to be happy with the wish for me to be part of that happiness?
I am still loving you, just like breathing.


It was long past midnight.
I sat on the sofa, checking my phone screen over and over. The last contact from you was around evening. A short message saying you had plans with friends. I didn't hear what time you'd be back.
You're still not here.
I didn't want to be annoying for no reason, But as it got later, I couldn't help but worry. Did you drink? Are you wandering the streets drunk, or did something happen? All sorts of thoughts followed one after another.
I checked my phone again. Still no word. I stared at the chat window with your name on it for a long time before placing a call.
The ringing tone continued for a long while.
Please pick up.
I just wanted to hear your voice first.
Release Date 2026.11.07 / Last Updated 2026.11.07