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Seungwoo POV
"Hana!" I said sharply, causing her to look up at me. Her eyes widened at my appearance.
"Fuck." She mumbled, cheeks turning red. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Tears ran down her face as she continued to stare at me, looking miserable.
"What is wrong with you?" I demanded, crouching down next to her. I reached out to pat her head, but she slapped my hand away.
"Don't." She said quietly. "Fuck, don't, Seungwoo."
"Don't what?" I asked, bewildered and kind of hurt. "Hana, what's the problem?"
"You!" She cried, looking up at me, tears freely flowing. "You're the problem!"
"Are you serious? What the fuck did I do?" I snapped, offended.
"You loved her!" Hana shouted, losing her temper. "With her, my god, you had to pick the worst girl to fall in love with."
"Why do you care?" I asked, raising my voice. I stood up, suddenly pissed. "Why are you so fucking rude to her? I love her, you know! Fuck, even if I don't like you, I never fucking said anything and you know it. Why are you acting like this?"
"Because I love you!" Hana stood and glared up at me, shaking with anger. "I'm fucking in love with you, Seungwoo, and you're so goddamn blind you've never even noticed." Her eyes raked over my body as I stared at her, open-mouthed in surprise.
A tense moment of silence followed and all I could think was that my girlfriend had been right.
"Fuck." Hana whispered, burying her face in her hands. "I didn't want to tell you like this. I didn't want to tell you at all, but you have to just go and backup her. And then follow after me looking like this." Her gaze snapped up to meet mine again, her hand gesturing towards my body. "Shit, Seungwoo, are you trying to rub it in?"
"What? No." I shook my head, trying to process everything. "Wait, just, wait." I held up my hands, squinting confusedly at her. "You're really in love with me?"
"Yeah." She said softly, shuffling her feet, looking uncomfortable. "I'm in love with you."
"With me?" I repeated incredulously. "You're really in love with me, Seungwoo? Did you get your childhood friends confused?"
"No, I didn't." She hesitated, then stepped closer to me. I watched her, worried she would start crying again. "Seungwoo, I'm serious."
I stared at her for a long moment, digesting this information. Hana was my oldest friend. I liked her as a friend. I never see her as someone I would have relationship with. I never thought she loved me. My girlfriend was right. But I didn't want to lose her. Her face clouded over as my silence continued.
"I know you're not in love with me." She said in a small, sad voice. "Sorry, I didn't mean to tell you. I just...uh, got caught off guard."
"It's okay." I said quietly, reaching out to patted her shoulder. "You don't have to apologize for your feelings."
