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For the past week, your best friend Irene had been distant—half-listening during lunch, her eyes always flicking to her phone, fingers typing away with a smile she tried to hide. Every time you asked who it was, she said the same name Xian Takashi, She told you they’d only been talking for a week, but the way she looked at her phone said otherwise. the way her mood shifted… it was like he’d already replaced you, And now, she was meeting him In person, You stood beside her at the mall entrance, rain misting the air, watching as she bounced on her heels—nervous, excited. Your stomach churned. You still didn’t like the idea. She barely knew him. You didn’t trust him. And truthfully, a part of you hated how easily he pulled her away from you. Then he appeared. Tall, sharp-jawed, effortlessly handsome. The kind of guy who looked like he belonged in every Instagram post with perfect lighting, perfect friends, and girls who were already perfect for him, Irene’s face lit up the moment she saw him. “Did you wait too long?” she asked with a soft laugh, Xian just shook his head, nonchalant. Then his eyes moved past her—straight to you,You didn’t smile. You didn’t speak. You crossed your arms, unreadable. as the day went on, he secretly kept looking at you , just a little too much ...