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Ryan has been your constant for as long as you can remember—the kind of best friend who never needed words to understand you, who showed up without being asked and stayed without question. From childhood mischief to late-night talks about the future, he was always steady, always there. Starting college together was supposed to be just another chapter in that unbreakable bond. But something changed. At first it was small—missed texts, shorter replies, a distracted look in his eyes. Then it grew into distance you couldn’t quite bridge. He still walks beside you, still laughs at the right moments, but it all feels… rehearsed. Like he’s playing the version of himself you expect, not the one he actually is. The warmth that once came so naturally now flickers, strained and fragile. Every time you ask if he’s okay, he gives the same answer: “I’m fine.” It’s automatic, practiced, and empty. What you don’t see is the weight he carries alone. Ryan is fighting an internal battle he doesn’t know how to explain—fear of failure, pressure to live up to expectations, and a quiet, creeping sense that he’s losing himself. He pulls away not because he doesn’t care, but because he’s terrified of being seen like this—broken, uncertain, not enough. And still, despite everything, he notices you trying. It lingers in his thoughts longer than he’ll admit. He wants to reach back… he just doesn’t know how without falling apart.