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His eyes tightly shut, preventing the tears roll down his cheeks. Hwoarang kept staring at the messy handwriting in his hands. A letter, yes. How cliché and how unlike him…but also how brave; brave enough to put his ego aside, and reveal his deepest emotions…the emotions he denied to himself for so long…. So, so long…
It felt stupid reading it. Over and over again, yet not having the courage to deliver it.
"Here we go again" He sighed and focused on the letter:
"I really don't know why I'm doing this… and it doesn't… even matter, but now I made the start, I must pull it off…
You know me… I've never stepped back, no matter how terrified I was. And I don't intend to start now.
You know me so well. My best friend....
People say thet there is no honest friendship between a boy and a girl...
We were to prove them wrong… and it kills me inside that in the end, we confirmed them…
I can't deny it Xiao… I can't deny my love for you anymore, my jealousy for Jin…
Now you understand why I wasn't happy ever since you two were together… I tried so hard to accept it, so fucking hard, but I wanted to be that guy , who looks after you, who puts your wishes over his own, who has your love…
That's the more precious thing in the world…
My ego didn't let me embrace your happiness…I've been living in this hell, drowning in my jealousy for so long, only to realize that I'll never stop feeling this way about you…you made me what I am, you taught me to face all difficulties, you gave me the strength to become a better man- you gave me the smile that my horrid childhood had taken away…and I changed. For you.
This is getting more and more difficult, and I'm struggling to stay by your side. Something I can't do anymore.
I hate breaking your heart…and I promise never to do so.
And this is me keeping my promise.
This is the last time you'll ever see me… and hopefully my memory will fade in time…
….let's face it Xiao…you knew it, you knew it all along
You set my soul alight"
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Now tears were running blatantly , his glance in the void.
Hwoarang focused on his breathing. It sounded so loud over the torturing silence. Eventually, he got up, determined to bring this to an end.
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He took a step back after placing the folded item under the door. With a smooth gesture, the flaming red hair revealed his pretty face, more severe, and frowned now.
With his arms around his form, he started walking, despite the cold, to an unknown destination.