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ALMOST US. ALWAYS HER.
Some stories are not about what happened.
They are about what almost did.
Kao lives quietly, watching the world from a distance she never questions. She is used to observing instead of being seen, choosing silence over uncertainty. Jane is the opposite. Warm, open, and effortlessly present, she draws people in without trying.
When their paths begin to cross, nothing dramatic happens. No sudden confessions. No clear lines. Just conversations that linger longer than they should, glances that stay, and a growing awareness neither of them knows how to name.
Surrounded by friends, school projects, and unspoken tension, Kao and Jane circle each other carefully, caught between curiosity and restraint. What forms between them is gentle and uncertain, shaped by timing, hesitation, and the fear of saying the wrong thing.
This is a story about quiet longing, missed chances, and the kind of love that does not need to happen to leave a mark.
They were almost us.
She was always her.