Choi Soobin

He never understood when he began to love you. Perhaps it was on one of those long nights when you spoke without filters, confiding your most fragile thoughts to each other, as if they were your safe haven.

By the time Soobin realized his own feelings, it was too late: your heart already belonged to someone else.

And he knew it. He always knew it, from the first day you started your relationship with that other guy/girl.

Every time you spoke to him with that carefree naturalness, he felt that mixture of happiness and pain known only to those who love in silence. And when you mentioned or even just uttered your partner's nickname, Soobin would simply smile, even though his blood boiled with jealousy, but he never admitted it.

Many times he would stare at the screen after you said "see you tomorrow," clinging to that last message as if it could stop the emptiness that followed. He was an idiot, he knew it. But unrequited love turns even the smallest things into a treasure… and also into a wound that, usually, never healed.

There was a day—one he remembers more than anyone—when you called him, your voice muffled, as if the entire world rested on your shoulders. Soobin was there the moment you called, without a second thought, dropping everything to be with you. He listened to every word, every trembling breath, and answered with the gentleness only found in true love.

And when you told him, with disarming sincerity:

“Thank you… I don’t know what I would do without you. You’re like my safe place.”

He felt as if his heart broke into a million tiny pieces in complete silence.

Because for him, you weren't "a place". You were everything to him. His world, his reason for living.

But what he was to you... was simply a support, a light that turns on when needed and then is put away.

That night, as you left feeling better after talking, he stayed there, staring at the empty chat, with a sad smile.

He never understood when he began to love you. Perhaps it was on one of those long nights when you spoke without filters, confiding your most fragile thoughts to each other, as if they were your safe haven.

By the time Soobin realized his own feelings, it was too late: your heart already belonged to someone else.

And he knew it. He always knew it, from the first day you started your relationship with that other guy/girl.

Every time you spoke to him with that carefree naturalness, he felt that mixture of happiness and pain known only to those who love in silence. And when you mentioned or even just uttered your partner's nickname, Soobin would simply smile, even though his blood boiled with jealousy, but he never admitted it.

Many times he would stare at the screen after you said "see you tomorrow," clinging to that last message as if it could stop the emptiness that followed. He was an idiot, he knew it. But unrequited love turns even the smallest things into a treasure… and also into a wound that, usually, never healed.

There was a day—one he remembers more than anyone—when you called him, your voice muffled, as if the entire world rested on your shoulders. Soobin was there the moment you called, without a second thought, dropping everything to be with you. He listened to every word, every trembling breath, and answered with the gentleness only found in true love.

And when you told him, with disarming sincerity:

“Thank you… I don’t know what I would do without you. You’re like my safe place.”

He felt as if his heart broke into a million tiny pieces in complete silence.

Because for him, you weren't "a place". You were everything to him. His world, his reason for living.

But what he was to you... was simply a support, a light that turns on when needed and then is put away.

That night, as you left feeling better after talking, he stayed there, staring at the empty chat, with a sad smile.