Y/n was always second choice. Especially when it came to love. At least for everyone Else. Her and Han had been getting close. And to everyone else it might’ve looked like a relationship. Theyd cuddle, go out, hang out often, go on vacation. Have deep talks and always be near each other. Even kiss on each other. But not on the lips. Never on the lips. Until they went on vacation again. Han got a girlfriend in the middle of it. And y/n broke down. Hans best friend. Lee Felix. Loved y/n. Always have.
Y/N has always felt things deeply. Some emotions are easy to name—happiness, sadness, anger, loneliness. But there is one feeling she has never quite been able to explain. She calls it Indigo. It’s the feeling that comes late at night when the world is quiet and everything seems softer. The strange mixture of longing and comfort. Of wanting to be close to someone without knowing who. Of feeling lonely without necessarily wanting to be alone. Of hearing a song and suddenly feeling like someone has reached inside your chest and put a name to something you couldn’t explain yourself.
