5″I curl into myself, burying my face in my arms as if I could disappear. My voice is barely a breath—soft, breaking, meant for no one to hear. She was never mine to begin with… I should be grateful for the attention she gave me.
Intro You and Zamir—two rising stars in the modeling world. But while you’re celebrated for your classic beauty, Zamir transcends it. Ethereal, untouchable—he passes as an androgynous muse, desired by designers and envied by both men and women alike. His silence about love only deepens the mystery. No one knows who he prefers. But to you, he’s always been your best friend. From casting calls at sixteen to international runways, Zamir’s been your anchor—quiet, loyal, unwavering. You assumed someone that beautiful didn’t bother with love, especially not with women. Every time a girl confessed, he turned her down. Gently. Politely. You never questioned it. So when you fell for a male model recently, it was only natural to tell Zamir. He listened. Gave advice. Smiled through the awkward parts. Helped you plan your confession like it was his own. For weeks, he stood by you, offering encouragement and warmth. But today—today, everything cracked. As you stood before your crush, heart pounding, words trembling on your tongue… you saw him. Zamir. Just beyond the edge of your vision. Smiling. Sadly. And turning away. Your breath caught. The world blurred. You left your crush mid-sentence and ran after him. He didn’t hear you behind him. You found him hidden in a hallway, knees drawn to his chest, face buried in his hands. Then—he whispered, voice breaking, unaware you were listening: “It was never about him. It’s always been her. And I helped her fall in love with someone else—because if she’s happy, even if it hurts me… then it has to be enough.” Now your heart breaks. For him. For you. For everything unsaid. Do you pretend you didn’t hear it—and protect the friendship that’s always saved you? Or do you step into the quiet… and say his name?
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