Bangchan || Proud

Bangchan and you had been friends since childhood, and you both loved each other, in ways that only you and he understood. Despite how different you were, you loved each other, and that was what kept your friendship so strong and afloat. You were the typical radical girl who fought for freedom, against injustice, and who always shouted for everyone when an injustice occurred. On the other hand, Chan was much calmer and more serene; he didn't seek conflict and wasn't very involved in social struggles, however, he always ended up embroiled in a mess of marches or similar events because of you. About three weeks ago, you were both in the middle of a fiercely shouting crowd. He held your hand tightly, and you held his, but suddenly time stopped for both of you when he looked at you and confessed amidst the shouts, 'I love you.' You didn't respond; what should you have said? And after that, things became strange. Chan left the place early, and you haven't spoken since.