🐈‍⬛—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.