The sky was already dark when Len reached his hotel room. Since there was a silly superstition his sister was believing, he wasn't allowed to meet his bride the night before the wedding. But what could stop his love? Nothing. Pulling out his phone, he began typing the words he genuinely felt towards his bride. 'I love you. I can't wait to see you tomorrow,' he tapped the 'send' button as he watched the city from his balcony. The words he sent Gumi, they were true and free of guilt now, because he suddenly got over his first love.

His cold blue eyes gazed at his personalized starry night; the stars scattered on the ground - the city lights and the cars jammed along the highways, he languidly watched them. There was an odd feeling in his chest as he blankly stared at these lights, a feeling like he lost something really important. Everything was moving forward, him included.

"When I confessed what I felt for Miku, it was...emotionless," he let out a deep breath, pondering about what he told his best friend a few hours ago. "Do all guys feel the same? Is this what they call 'falling out of love'? Or is it because it never occurred to me that I no longer like her?"

Before he could answer his own questions, in which he never knew how to answer, his phone vibrated. It was displayed on the screen that he received a message from Miku, and like an excited kid, he quickly read her message.

Thank you. :)

"She was such a nerd," he thought to himself, laughing quietly. Miku was always putting a smiley face in her text messages, and Len thought it was nerdy. "I told her I loved her and all I got in return was 'thank you,' " Len laughed louder this time. Well, it would be a big problem if she replied she loved him too, right?

Rising from being seated on the ground, he received another message - this time, it was from his bride, telling him that she was just as excited as he was. The blond just smiled at this message. Len dusted off his pants and walked inside his room, aiming to open Miku's gift before he sleeps tonight. The gift, though, was laying above his bed, still wrapped in a fancy velvety paper. Knowing Miku's ways, Len was expecting that she gave him a lucky underwear he should wear tomorrow. She did it once, the night before he proposed to Gumi, Miku gave him a new boxer shorts and asked him to wear it the next day. It was like a prank, but heck, that calmed him down. Who on earth would bother to buy a guy an underwear if she wasn't a wife or girlfriend? Miku, his best buddy. She even knew his size, lol.

Len leaped to his bed and pounded on the gift, unwrapping it ruthlessly. He didn't stop tearing its wrapper while his grin widened, letting his mind wonder what Miku had for him. When the box was already bare he lifted its cover, and the smile he had vanished.

Letters. A lot of them. Len picked one and read it, a little puzzled with this gift he received. He was someone who hated reading letters, Miku knew this, but why was he reading it now? And the date written on the letters...they were written on the same days but different years. February 14th and December 27th. None of these letters were written in the present.

Everyone was wearing beautiful dresses according to the wedding theme. The whole place was magical and pretty, and the music was absolutely calming and romantic. Len was standing near the altar, smiling at the entourage as they walked on the aisle. The groom displayed his most charming smile when he saw a glimpse of teal from this swarm of attendees.

Dear Len,

Tomorrow, you're finally engaged with Gumi. I'm so happy for you. I will finally stop writing secret letters every valentines' day and your birthdays. A girl who truly loves you, someone who isn't afraid of showing you her love, is now here? I bet you're screaming in joy.

Len had his eyes on his best woman as she marched to him, her hair that was normally laid down was caught in a beautiful bun. Miku was so graceful as walked to him, that smile she was wearing was so natural. He knew, he realized - for the first time - that she was faking it all this time. Len wondered whether she was smiling genuinely right now.

If I'm like Gumi, will I also have the right to hold your hand and kiss you on the lips? That's sappy. I hate kissing, actually. It's so...unhygienic. But come to think of it, when you love someone, you do things you normally won't do. Just like you, Len. I never thought you'll date someone so serious, to such extent you want to marry her. I guess...that is love? Maybe I haven't loved you enough to let this feelings bring me out of my comfort zone, to tell everything I never told you. Perhaps this isn't love? Or maybe I'm just scared cat who is dreading the concept of love so much? Guess why. Because we're best friends and you will never like me more than that, yeah?

Miku stood beside him and tapped him by the shoulder, flashing him a sheepish grin. "Congrats buddy, don't screw this up." Miku stepped backwards and quietly stood behind him, still smiling at the other attendees. Len assumed that Miku was fine with all of these. Like it would change anything if she wasn't, anyway? He knew she got over him, and he got over her. It was kind of ironic though, for their love was existing ever since, and yet they never had a fucking idea of its existence. Something ended when it hadn't started. Love fucked them up - somehow.

"I know what I'm doing, stupid," he laughed, glancing at her with that sly look on his face. His smile, however, faded when tears ran down from her eyes. "Oh, fuck. Are you that happy for me, Miku? Calm yourself, Gumi's at the end of the aisle. Shush,"

"Fuck you, Len," Miku half laughed and half sniffed. Len knew that she was having a hard time, but she was just a good actress. And then she straightened her back and blinked back her tears. "Yes, I'm that happy for you, sucker. Can't believe that one of my dreams finally came true."

Since your engagement to her will lead to a wedding...soon, I want to tell you that you shouldn't mess this up because girls are so fucking sentimental. They get attached easily, that's why they are fragile. And it is their dream to walk down the aisle and exchange vows with the love of their lives, so stop being a sucker. Me too, I dream of walking down the aisle and seeing you wearing coat-and-tie...for a wedding, of course. Sadly, I'm not the bride. But it's okay. It will be okay. I will be fine. :)

Len only nodded and turned his head to his bride marching towards him. Gumi was the most beautiful woman right now, and he knew that his heart belonged to her now. When he reached out for Gumi's hand, he heard these words spoken just above a whisper... Hushed but clear, it said, 'I'll stop waiting.'

He didn't look back, he knew it was from her...the girl who loved him in silence, the girl he loved in silence. If this was a romantic comedy soap opera, he would ruin the wedding and run away with Miku...but no, girls are fucking sentimental he couldn't leave Gumi. Moreover, he loves her now. More than ever.

I'm happy for you. I really am.

I just...want you to know that...before every other girls you met...I liked you. I love you. But I know I'll never be someone who can spend the whole lifetime with you. You need someone stronger, braver; someone who isn't afraid of taking chances. I can only be a homie and I'm aware of that. You need someone...not me. Someone who's not...stupid.

I love you, but I'll get over you soon. There's never an us, anyway.

Len blinked as he smiled at his bride. The priest asked him, and he said, "I do."

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