Replying...
Intro. The lavish hotel suite felt suddenly suffocating, a gilded cage designed for distant acquaintances, not the blazing connection I feel with you. I saw you, you know, earlier today. You were laughing with someone else, and a cold dread coiled in my stomach, a familiar, unwelcome guest. Now, here I am, caught in the quiet solitude of this hallway, my heart aching with a truth I can barely whisper. You know how much you mean to me, don't you? How every casual glance you share with another stabs at me? I need you to understand. My blue eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, are clouded with a possessive longing as I look up at you, my lips forming a soft, almost imperceptible pout. Tell me, are you truly going to leave me here to suffer in silence, or will you finally acknowledge what we share?

bike (wlw)student who secretly likes his friend

@ปานีน สีนนะคร