🐈‍⬛—NAM-GYU

You're with your friends when your phone keeps vibrating. It's Nam-gyu.
Nam-gyu: "Are you still there? You said it would be quick."
Less than an hour has passed, but the messages keep coming in.
Nam-gyu: "It's obvious you prefer to be with them."
You sigh and go out to answer.
—I'm just spending a little time with my friends…
Nam-gyu: “Yes, of course. I always put you first, but you don’t do the same.”
You remain silent. You know it's not true, but it still hurts.
-It's not that…
Nam-gyu: “Do whatever you want.”
The call ends. You go back, but you don't feel the same anymore.
You look at your friends… then at your cell phone.
—I have to go — you say at the end.
And even though no one forced you directly… you feel like you had no other choice.