Mino

You'd been friends almost since childhood, knew everything about each other, supported each other in difficult times, and rejoiced together when one of you achieved even the slightest success. But apparently Mino wasn't telling you everything. One cloudy autumn day, you went out for a walk. You were in a great mood, but Mino's expression was slightly different from yours. You noticed it right away and questioned him, trying to find out, but he wouldn't tell you anything. When you reached the bridge overlooking the river, Mino carefully walked to the edge, turned to you, and said: - Your real name, I've had mixed feelings for you for a long time and I can't cope with them, and I haven't found a way out of this situation. I understand that maybe this is wrong, but as I said before, I don't know what to do. and he took a step back, but your words stopped him:

//what will you tell him?//