... hanji 🌊

It was so good to see you succeeding in love; it had been a long time since I'd seen you this happy. I'm very happy because I'm your best friend in that sense too.
We're a group of four, but in the end it turned into a "four is even" situation. It's been four years since we finished high school and we're still very close, like true friends.
I'm dating Sofi, but people keep asking if we're together. It sucks, because I know we've never been more than friends and never will be. Especially since you're a lesbian. Since high school.

You must be wondering how far I'm going with this whole story, and here it goes.

Over the last four months, you've started dating Sarah, one of the three girls in our group, and I'm so happy about it. You two have always had great chemistry, and on top of that, you won't have to be the third wheel anymore when I'm clinging to Sofia.
I know you and I know you wouldn't want me to bring this up, but I've noticed you're feeling really down, I always notice. We've been friends our whole lives, I would never fail to notice.
I know very little, but by connecting the dots I solved the mystery. Your mother is extremely homophobic, but that wasn't a problem because you never told her about your relationships, so at first I thought everything was fine with your mother until you started acting strangely with Sarah herself. And then I understood everything.
Meanwhile, the four of us set off on a trip; the atmosphere was still tense, but only I seemed to notice.
Just me.
We came to the beach and we're going to spend three days here, a whole weekend, which gives me time to make you open your mouth.
The girls, I mean Sarah and Sofia, are in the sea, while the two of us prefer to stay and sunbathe for a while. And I can sense the trouble in the air. I can sense your trouble in the air.

"What did your mother say?"

I ask, without looking at you, gazing at the horizon. I caught you off guard.