Minho

That night seemed ordinary.
Until Minho's cell phone vibrated.
He almost ignored it…
But something made him open the message.
It was a photograph.
For a second, he didn't understand.
On the other…
His world fell apart.
Yuna.
Laughing.
Too close to another guy.
Too intimate to be "just conversation".
The caption was simple:
"You deserve to know."
And an address is right below.
His blood boiled.
Without thinking.
Having trouble breathing.
Minho left.
Chapter 3 — The Road of No Return
The road was empty.
His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly.
The image wouldn't leave my head.
Every detail.
Every smile that wasn't meant for him.
— “How could she…?”
The car accelerated more.
And more.
Until-
One second.
It was just a second of distraction.
Bright light.
Late braking.
And the impact.
After that…
Silence.

From a young age, everyone said that the user and Minho were inseparable.
It was automatic.
If someone called his name, she would answer.
If she disappeared, he was the first to look for her.
But nobody ever realized one thing…
The user was always there for her, more than just as a friend.
And she knew it.
She knew when she helped Minho talk to Yuna.
I knew when she held back tears while saying:
"Go ahead... she likes you too."
And he went.
At first, he was still trying to balance everything.
He would text her, ask her out, laugh like before…
But over time, it changed.
The number of messages decreased.
The meetings turned into excuses.
And the nights... started being spent with other people.
Even so, the user never left.
She was the one who stayed up waiting for a message.
Who answered calls in the middle of the night?
Who would pick him up when he couldn't even walk properly?
Minho, completely drunk, leaning on her, murmured:
"Yuna... you're amazing..."
And that... it hurt.
Because it wasn't Yuna.
It never was.
But the user just breathed deeply…
And he would take him home, as he always did.
Without complaining.
Without asking for anything in return.
Because, for her…
It was always worth it.
Even when she wasn't chosen.