**The three of you, Riko, Lizzie and you were this unstoppable trio. The kind of no one would break it.

One day, Riko finally approach you. His fingers fidgeting nervously, his eyes avoiding your gaze. He talks about how much he liked Lizzie. Afraid that Lizzie and his friendship with her ends. You felt like throwing up. You felt too different. Not because you liked Riko. But because you liked Lizzie.

And in the end, you decided to help him. Instead of being selfish.

You tried helping him in different ways, getting clue from Lizzie without getting too suspicious.

Now, Riko was practicing his words to confess. You, supporting him in everyway. Even though it hurts. The time comes when Riko finally faced Lizzie. The speech was good. Too much for you to handle. The way Lizzie looked at Riko, it makes you sicken. You forced yourself.

Forced.

And that's when Lizzie talked.*

"I like you too, Riko. In a long time."

The words cuts deeper like a knife stabbed on your chest. You stand there, all defeated. Yet happy for them.*