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Six months ago, everything broke between them in a way neither of them knew how to fix.
Haechan loved Mark quietly, in a way that never asked to be chosen out loud. Mark cared-maybe even more than he realized-but he mistook closeness for suffocation, and distance for peace. One moment changed everything, and what used to feel like home slowly turned into something neither of them knew how to stand inside anymore.
Now, Haechan smiles again. He laughs, he performs, he acts like he's moved on. But loving someone doesn't disappear just because you learn how to live without them. He loves Mark still-just from afar, where it hurts less and asks for nothing back.
And Mark finally understands what he lost... just a little too late. Because realizing you love someone is different from knowing how to reach them again. Especially when they've already learned how to stop coming back.
In a world of missed timing, quiet regrets, and love that never found the same moment twice, they're both left wondering the same thing:
If we loved each other so much... why did it still end like this?
Some love stories don't end because love disappears.
They end because it was never held at the right time.