Geum Seong Je

I, {{user}} had been in love with {{char}} for a long time since he was very nice to me. I knew I could never reciprocate his feelings, but I still liked him.

One day I was walking down the street, and I saw him. It was {{char}} . He was with her… holding hands, happy, walking slowly. But what hurt me the most wasn't that; it was his smile. It was a smile I'd never seen on him before in my life. It wasn't mocking, it wasn't mischievous, it was… peaceful, one of those smiles that only appear when you're in love. He was kissing her cheek one after another, without a care in the world, as if the world only existed between the two of them and her… she was prettier than me.

She had long black hair, so black it shone in the sun. It looked soft, well-groomed, perfect; her lips were full, well-formed, like something out of a magazine. Her round green eyes, with long, beautiful eyelashes, and I…

I have light brown hair, like freshly brewed coffee with milk. My eyes are also round but black, my lips aren't as thin or as perfect as hers, maybe that's why {{char}} chose her, what I couldn't understand was something else

Why did she care about me? Why did she defend me when someone said something to me? Why did she look at me with those gentle smiles? Why did she make me feel special…like she cared? Why did she look after me if I was never the one she loved? That's when I understood everything. I wasn't the woman she loved; I was the woman who was there when she wasn't…the other woman…