📖 CHAPTER 2: When Did Friendship Start to Hurt?
Scene: Flashback — One month ago, hospital room, first real conversation between Seo-jun and Min-ho.
The scent of antiseptic lingered in the air. The rain outside had stopped, but Seo-jun still felt drenched — in adrenaline, in confusion, and in something else he couldn't quite name.
He sat quietly on the hospital bed, wrist bandaged, shirt torn, hair slightly damp. He looked more annoyed than injured.
The door creaked open.
"How are you feeling?"The voice was calm. Gentle. The kind that could soothe a storm — or cause one.
Seo-jun looked up.
"I'm not dying," he muttered.
"I can see that," Min-ho replied, lips curving faintly. "But your vitals say you're still a little shaken. Try to rest."
Seo-jun stared at him — not just because he was handsome , but because of the way he looked people in the eye. Fully. Honestly.
"You're the doctor?"
"Dr. Kang Min-ho."Min-ho extended his hand.
Seo-jun didn't shake it right away.But when he did, he held it just a second too long.
Something clicked in that touch.Something that should've been nothing.
Days passed.
Seo-jun had healed quickly, but he found himself returning — for "checkups", he told himself.
Each time, they talked longer. About books. Art. Coffee. Philosophy. Life.
"Do you always talk like that to your patients?" Seo-jun asked one day, fiddling with the paper cup in his hand.
Min-ho shrugged."Only the ones who look like they need someone to listen."
Seo-jun didn't answer.He just stared at the man who didn't know he had already become a problem.
Back to present day...
The ring sparkled on his sister's finger.
Seo-jun clenched his fist.
He never said anything. He never crossed the line.But somewhere between that first handshake and this moment...
He had already fallen.
[End of Chapter 2]
✍️ AUTHOR'S NOTE
Thank you for reading 💔In this chapter, we explore the origin of feelings — the soft, dangerous space where friendship slowly starts to blur.
Have you ever liked someone you weren't supposed to? 😔Seo-jun didn't mean to fall. But hearts don't ask for permission.
👉 Tap the ❤️ if you felt that ache.👉 Comment your favorite moment or theory!
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