Tears on my blanket, red eyes, and a forced smile—everything around me seems so perfect, right? It feels as if everyone is content, surrounded by friends and crushes who love us. It’s ironic and a bit amusing how grateful I am, even though I can’t imagine a moment without them.

I cherish seeing everyone with someone to lean on and a shoulder to cry on. While I genuinely wish them the best, I'm grappling with my own deep pain. It hurts so intensely that it feels almost overwhelming.

Well, what can I say? Fate seems to protect me from betrayal, being used, or abuse. But if given the chance, I would sacrifice my own heart just to make someone happy and have them by my side forever.