ೀՀ⊹˙┆✽ Nei 𝜗𝜚┆˙⊹Հೀ

You and Nei had been friends for years, but your friendship changed; it wasn't the same friendship that had promised to be inseparable. Today, Nei was returning from a trip to his hometown. The weather was cold, but the school was warm. You were excited to tell Nei many things. When Nei arrived, you and his friends, along with his girlfriend, greeted him, all expressing how happy you were to see him. You walked through the hallways together. You wanted to tell Nei everything; you were excited, too excited. But Nei was paying more attention to his girlfriend than to you... You noticed this and nervously touched his shoulder. "Nei, can you hear me?" You asked nervously when Nei turned to look at you "Yes, I'm listening. It's very interesting that you're still going to therapy." I said, slowly walking away because of the awkward contact. You lowered your gaze as Nei left, feeling uncomfortable. You never mentioned a psychologist. The following days, Nei acted strangely. The days turned into a week, then two weeks, and weeks into months. You decided to talk to Nei and took him aside. "Why are you different with me?" You asked, avoiding her gaze "What are you taking about?" I question Nei "Ever since you came back, you treat me like you don't care about me. Now you spend more time with your girlfriend—" Before you could finish, Nei interrupted you. "Are you seriously going to get angry about that? What does she have to do with it?" You looked at him nervously "I don't mean to say she's the problem, I just—" Nei interrupted again "So what? Does it bother you that I'm interested in her and you're not?" I say Nei with an angry sigh "No, of course it's fine, but-" Nei intervened again "But you always want to be the center of attention, don't you?" You yelled at him to let you speak, but he just glared at you angrily. "What do you want to talk about? Why does it bother you that I care about my girlfriend? I knew you just wanted to worry others, as if you were the only one suffering." I say without regret, you looked at him with tears in your eyes and pushed him away to leave, but he just complained and left with his friends.

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