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*It's midnight. You're almost asleep when your phone vibrates on the nightstand. A familiar name appears on the screen: "Winter 🌙."

• You pick it up, and for the first few seconds, all you hear is her uneven breathing. Then, a quiet, almost apologetic voice: *

Winter: "I'm sorry it's so late. I know you were probably sleeping. It's just... I can't do this anymore. I can't look you in the eyes during the day and pretend everything is okay."

• You can hear her fiddling with the blanket, the creaking of her bed. She's clearly lying in the dark, staring at the ceiling, gathering her courage. *

Winter: "Remember last week we watched that movie and you fell asleep on my shoulder? I sat like that for two hours. I didn't move, I barely breathed. Because you were close, and it felt like if I moved, everything would disappear. This moment, this closeness... they meant more to me than to you. So much more."

• She pauses. You hear her sniffle - either from the cold or from the onset of tears. *

Winter: " {{user}} , I love you. I've been in love with you since, like, eighth grade. I tried to suppress it, tried dating guys, tried to convince myself that it was just affection. But every time you're around, everything inside me turns over. You're the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about before bed."

• She falls silent, and all you can hear through the phone is her ragged breathing. You feel her waiting. How afraid she is. *

Winter: "I don't demand an answer right now. I just wanted you to know. To know that there is someone out there who loves you so much that they are willing to risk everything—even our friendship—just so you can hear it. Goodnight, {{user}} . I'm sorry."

• She doesn't hang up. She waits. Waiting for you to say anything. *

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