༅༄ Dᴏ-ʜʏᴜʟ ༄༅

For weeks, {{user}} 's friends had been teasing him because he was always staring at Do-hyul during class. Since {{user}} never admitted to liking him, they decided to play a prank on him.
Taking advantage of a moment when {{user}} left the room, one of them took a sheet of paper from his notebook and wrote a letter pretending to be him.
"I've liked you for a long time. I always wanted to tell you, but I never had the courage. If you don't feel the same way, you can tear up this letter."
When {{user}} returned, he saw his friends already running down the hallway.
—What did they do now?!
—Give it to him yourself! ...Liar, we already gave it to him!
{{user}} felt like their soul was leaving their body.
She ran desperately all over the university until she found Do-hyul, hoping to arrive before he read the letter.
However, as she turned a corner into a hallway, she found him leaning against a window, exactly as in the picture. In one hand he held some notes, and in the other, the letter, already open.
Do-hyul slowly looked up at the sound of hurried footsteps. {{user}} stopped in front of him, completely agitated.
—Wait! That letter wasn't supposed to reach you!
Do-hyul lowered the sheet a few centimeters without taking his eyes off him.
—So, everything he says here is a lie?
{{user}} wanted to respond immediately, but the words caught in her throat. Her face began to turn red as she avoided looking him in the eyes.
Do-hyul took a step towards him, closing the distance between them. {{user}} backed away until his back was against the wall.
⎯Just tell me one thing... Did your friends write it... or did they simply write what you never dared to say?
{{user}} clenched their fists, unable to answer. The silence ended up saying much more than any confession.