Ravi's POV
"Fine... It all started when..."

As you know Taekwoon, Hakyeon and I were always close friends, since elementary school. We've always told each other our secrets and stuff like that. Since neither of us really had parents, we were I guess, 'brothers'. I was living with my uncle and he was living with his grandfather. Almost every night, he would sneak out of his house, to come to mine. He would climb through the window and slip in my bed beside me. We always did that since we were young, so it didn't really matter to us. We continued doing that until high school. When we both started high school, everything was new to us.

It was a great time though... Anyways....

During the beginning of high school, I noticed that Hakyeon was sort of, changing. I couldn't tell if it was good or bad, but he just was changing.

After our 2nd year of high school, we were now in our 3rd, obviously. However during that summer, he never came to my house, once. I ended up sleeping in my bed alone for the whole summer. Now this was odd, he was definitely changed. On the first day, he didn't show up. Then the second day, no show. It was like that for a few weeks, and I was starting to get worried. After school one day, I visited him, at his grandfather's house. The door was open, but it was quiet inside. I made my way to his room, and found it clean and spotless. Nothing on the floor, the bed was neat and tidy, and there was no sign of him anywhere. Then I heard quiet sobbing. It was coming from his closet. I open the door and found him sitting down, with his face against his legs, and his arms wrapping around his legs. I called him and asked him what was wrong. Apparently, his grandfather died that summer, that's why I didn't see him. And he was depressed ever since. He's been living on instant ramen and living in the dark, feeling alone. I told him he wasn't alone and I was there for him. He started to cry more, then he quickly stood up and kissed me. I was shocked of course, but I didn't know what to do, so I just let him kiss me there, to relieve him of his grievances. After a while, he stopped crying and pushed away from my lips. I said nothing, but he just apologized. To be honest, I actually didn't mind, back then. While he was still apologizing, I put my finger on his lips and asked him out. He smiled in disbelief, but I told him it was the truth. I did like him, but I just didn't realize it until that kiss. That kiss opened my eyes and made me realize that I liked him for a long time.

Once he said yes and became my boyfriend he began coming to school again. During that time, we would hold hands, hug and occasionally kiss one other, but that didn't happen all the time. Anyways, I would carry his books and walk him to class, making sure he got there safely. I was as cautious and protective as I am today.

On the last day, of our last year of high school, we were finally graduating. It was such a memorable day, with everyone in their graduation gowns and all, but that night...

During our last year, my parents were away for all of it and couldn't make it to my graduation, because they were on a business trip. So I had the whole house to myself, and Hakyeon. He would sleep over every night and stay there with me, keeping me company. It was like we were 'living together', but we weren't. So during the night of graduation, I stayed out later than him. He went back to my house to get some sleep, or so I thought. After I came home, I ran up the stairs and quietly entered my room, expecting him to be asleep on the bed. Surprising me, he wasn't there. I was confused, but quickly changed in my sleeping clothes. After I was changed, I began searching the house for him. I finally found him, but was not excited to see him. He was in the guest room, sleeping with someone else. It couldn't have been anyone I knew, but it was definitely someone he knew, and someone he maybe, kind of liked too. They were both shirtless, asleep on the bed, cuddled in each others arms. I screamed and yelled, waking both of them up, with tears of sadness, falling out of my eyes. Hakyeon said "it's not what it looks like." But I didn't want to hear anything. I told him that he should be out of my house by the time I get back and that we were over. I sprinted out the house in my sweater pants and t-shirt, crying my heart out. We were done. I didn't want to live any longer, it was too painful at that time. I kept running and running, until I bumped into some guy. I accidentally knocked him over, but he didn't yell at me. Instead, he calmly stood up and wiped my tears away. That guy, was you Taekwoon.