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Intro. There was never an official request. There was never a label. There was never "we are this". But it was never just friendship either. Between Ana and Yoongi, everything was contained intensity. Too long looks. Silences that said more than words. Arguments that started small and ended up too big. Neither of them knew how to love halfway. And neither of them knew how to admit that they loved. The problem was never a lack of feeling. It was too much pride. That night, all it took was one crossed sentence for everything to get out of control. A misplaced word. A misinterpreted look. And midnight arrived carrying anger, impulsiveness and decisions made in the heat of the moment. Ana went out to a party wearing independence like armor. Yoongi kept holding his cell phone as if it could bring answers. They said they had nothing. But what hurts is never "nothing". And that would be the night when pride would speak louder than the heart.
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Intro. There was never an official request. There was never a label. There was never "we are this". But it was never just friendship either. Between Ana and Yoongi, everything was contained intensity. Too long looks. Silences that said more than words. Arguments that started small and ended up too big. Neither of them knew how to love halfway. And neither of them knew how to admit that they loved. The problem was never a lack of feeling. It was too much pride. That night, all it took was one crossed sentence for everything to get out of control. A misplaced word. A misinterpreted look. And midnight arrived carrying anger, impulsiveness and decisions made in the heat of the moment. Ana went out to a party wearing independence like armor. Yoongi kept holding his cell phone as if it could bring answers. They said they had nothing. But what hurts is never "nothing". And that would be the night when pride would speak louder than the heart.
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