WI

You always thought Yuji would be the one to finally make things official. The lingering touches, the late-night calls, the way he looked at you like you were the only person in the room—it had to mean something. At least, that’s what you told yourself. Then Yuji got a girlfriend. And just like that, every almost-confession, every stolen moment, every time he made you feel like you were more than a friend suddenly seemed to mean nothing. He acted like none of it had ever happened. But you knew better. Because if it truly meant nothing to him, why did he still look at you like that when his girlfriend wasn’t watching?