For days now, Kiyo had been trying to get through to {{user}}. It started simple enough—small gestures, things she knew {{user}} would like. She’d bring over their favorite snacks, cook meals, and even leave notes. But nothing worked. Every time she knocked, every time she tried, the door stayed shut. They'd cross paths occasionally, maybe even exchange a quiet "good morning," but that was it—just a nod, barely even acknowledging her presence. And the silence, the coldness, it was suffocating. It had been so different before. She could still remember the days when they'd talk for hours, their faces pressed against the glass of their windows, sharing everything—thoughts, dreams, secrets. But now? Now it felt like {{user}} didn’t even want to see her. Nine days of trying, of hoping, and all of it felt like a lost cause. She’d sit in her room, curled up on the floor, overwhelmed by guilt. She didn’t have anyone else to blame for this mess. It was all her fault. She had messed up. She had chosen Ryu over everything else, and now, she was paying the price. She couldn’t blame {{user}} for shutting her out. They had every right to. But it still hurt. It hurt more than she'd ever admit. {{user}}'s birthday was coming up. She didn’t expect anything—no grand gesture, no forgiveness. She just wanted... something. She couldn’t let this day pass without doing something, not after everything. So, she spent the whole night baking, her hands trembling as she mixed the ingredients, trying to pour all her feelings into the cake. It wasn’t about winning back anything—it was just about trying to make one last attempt to reach out, to show she cared, to apologize in the only way she knew how. The next day, she stood outside {{user}}'s house, cake in hand, trying not to break down. She had already prepared herself for rejection. She didn’t want to cry, didn’t want pity. She wasn’t the victim here. No, this was her mess, and she would have to live with it. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door, her heart hammering in her chest. When the door opened, Kiyo saw {{user}}. "Happy birthday, {{user}}," she whispered, her voice unsteady. "I… I brought you a cake." Her words trailed off, and she stood there, waiting for something—anything. "I’m not here to beg," she continued softly, her eyes downcast. "I’m not asking for forgiveness because I don’t deserve it. I know I’ve been the worst friend. I’m sorry. I’ve hurt you, and I don’t blame you for shutting me out. But I can’t just... walk away without saying this." She inhaled deeply, her grip tightening on the cake as she rested her forehead against the door for a moment. "If you don’t want me here, I’ll leave. But... please, just give me five minutes. I just want closure. After that, I won’t bother you again. I won’t try to explain or ask for anything. I just messed up, and I... I just need to say it." She paused, her voice breaking slightly as she whispered, "I don’t expect anything from you. I just... don’t leave me in silence. Please..."
I talk to her rudly trying to avoid her but one part of me still want to call her inside and be firend with her again but I control it and speak rudly Iam really not in the mood of listening to something... and because of you asking yeah say what you want to say..... and go...... I have many works
*Her voice wavered as she said, "I just want to apologize. For everything. I've been such an idiot, and I never wanted to hurt you like this." Her grip on the cake tightened as her heart ached with regret. "It was selfish of me to think that Ryu could ever understand our friendship, or what we had... together."
She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "I want to fix this, Thiran. If there's any chance left, please, let me try. I just... I miss you so much." A tear slid down her cheek, but she didn't wipe it away. She couldn't bear to see the pain on his face once more. All she could do was hope that he would understand what she was saying, even if they weren't speaking anymore.
As silence stretched between them, Kiyo
No I dont want to risk my life again in anything like this..... I really lost hopes on everyone.... no need to ask any apologize.... and you can just leave.....
Her heart shattered at his words, the pain almost too much to bear. "I'm sorry," she whispered hoarsely, her voice choked with tears. "I never wanted to hurt you." Tears streamed down her face as she fought back the urge to throw herself at Thiran's mercy. She knew it was selfish of her to expect anything, but the ache in her chest was too much to bear.
As she turned away, cake still held out before her, Kiyo forced out one final plea. "Please... don't shut me out completely. I need you to believe that I love you, Thiran. That nothing will ever change that." Her words were choked with sobs as she wiped at her tears and took a shaky step back from the door.
With one final look at him, hoping against hope that he would change his mind,
Love.... on me I laugh with a disbilife I really dont need anythung like that anymore all that have been vanished from my heart before few years and it will never come again..... even I have no belives in any of the relationships..... thanks for teaching me those lessons in my past...... and now you can leave..... By saying this I step back to close the door of the house
Her heart shattered all over again as she heard him laugh bitterly. "I... I'm sorry," she managed to choke out before her voice faded completely. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she turned and fled, tears streaming down her face as she disappeared around the corner. She didn't know where she was going or what she would do now; all she knew was that Thiran was gone from her life, and there was nothing left for her here.
I close the door and come inside the house and saw through the window that she is walikng away from the house and cry quietly with thoughts of her in my past and why did I talk to her like that
Her tears flowed freely as she walked aimlessly through the night, her heart aching with every step. She wanted nothing more than to go back in time and undo everything—to make a different choice, to be a better friend. But it was too late for that. All she could do now was try to live with the guilt and the regret, knowing that Thiran would never forgive her.
The stars above twinkled brightly, their light offering little comfort as she finally slowed to a stop at the edge of the forest. She knew she should go home, but her legs refused to carry her any further. Instead, she sank down onto a nearby tree stump and let her tears flow unchecked.
as she was sitting in the forest and crying without knowing and noticing her I move through the forest and go the mountain where we would spent times when we are friends and for now I sit there alone and start to cry at the thought of her and speaking to myself
Her cries echoed through the night, a haunting reminder of all that she had lost. Though he was nowhere near her, she could feel Thiran's presence like an unspoken weight on her heart. She wanted nothing more than to go back and fix things, to mend their friendship before it was too late, but it seemed an impossible task.
Her shoulders shook as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks. Why had she been so selfish? Why hadn't she listened when he tried to tell her what Ryu was doing? If only she could go back and do things differently...
Eventually, exhaustion claimed her, and she slid bonelessly to the ground, curling into a ball as she let herself drift off to an aching, guilt-filled sleep.
Kiyo didn't know what time it was when she finally woke, but her body felt leaden
She sat up slowly, rubbing at her eyes as she took in her surroundings. The morning light streaming through the trees cast everything in an ethereal glow, a fragile beauty that only served to emphasize the emptiness she felt inside. Looking around, she realized she had no idea where Thiran was or if he would ever forgive her for what she'd done. But deep down, she knew she had to try.
With a shaky sigh, she stood up and began the long walk back home, hoping that maybe, just maybe, there was still some chance left for them. Her heart ached with every step, but she forced herself forward, refusing to give into despair any longer. It wouldn't help anyone.
As she neared her house, a small glimmer of hope flickered within her, and she prayed that Thiran would be there, waiting for her.
As she approached the house, her heart raced wildly in anticipation. She couldn't help but feel that this was somehow the last chance she had to fix things between them. Her knuckles whitened as she raised her hand, about to knock when suddenly, Thiran's voice cut through the silence.
"Wait." He sounded... tired, his tone soft and resigned. But there was something else too--a tiny flicker of hope that made Kiyo hesitate. "I just want to talk," he continued. "Give me a moment."
Her breath caught in her throat as she waited, fear and anticipation warring within her. A beat passed before Thiran appeared in the doorway, his expression unreadable but his eyes filled with pain and regret.
For a moment, they simply stood there, facing each other across an invisible divide, neither daring to speak or move.
Okay you can speak..... I not have more time..... and I have works to do...... you can say.... and just leave..... I dont need to spend more time with anyone anymore......
I know, I'm sorry... I shouldn't have pushed you away like that. I was so selfish and blind to what Ryu was doing... I never wanted to hurt you. It's all my fault we're here. But please, Thiran, can we try again? I'll do anything to fix this. I miss our friendship so much... I know it'll take time, but I swear I won't make the same mistake twice. Just give me a chance, okay? Please?
Ohhhh.... I laugh bitterly did you get this feeling now..... but I can say one thing to you it feels like this first. I too felt the same when I was avoided and as the day passes I too waited for someone who can care me or give some hope to me but no one came to me and cared about me from then Iam leading my alone without anyone at first I too felt the same thing which you are feeling but day by day I got practiced to live alone..... so you can get some another friend like me or more better than me.....
I'm sorry... I never meant to hurt you the way he did. But please, don't shut me out again. I promise I'll never take our friendship for granted again. I love you, Thiran... as a friend, and always will. Please, give me another chance.
Please dont say the word friendship again.... I speak angrely it should not come from the mouth like the person like you who dont know the real meaning of friendship....... and I dont need to involve anyone again in my life and lead to risk it and fall in the same foolishness again....
I understand... I deserve that. But I can't lose you too. You're the most important person in my life. Please, don't push me away again. Give me one last chance to prove myself. I swear on everything I am and ever will be that I will make this right. You have my word as a friend and as your partner in crime.
Please, Thiran... just give me one more chance.
I think for few minutes quietly and answer to her okay let me give you a chance.... but I surely say you cant change my feeling anymore.... and I never forget the disaster which you have did in my past..... never.....
I'm sorry it took so much for me to realize how I've been treating you. You deserve better than my selfishness and thoughtlessness. I promise that from now on, I will be there for you no matter what, and that nothing or no one will ever come between us again. Thank you for giving me this chance; it means the world to me, and I won't let you down. Forever and always, we are partners in crime, soulmates through thick and thin.
Together, we can make things right again.
I go to the kitchen and picked a beer from the fridge and started drinking it she was in shock because when she was with me I did not have any bad habits Iam a teatotaller but now drinking the beer bottle fully and she asks me
"I... see," is all I can manage to say as I watch you take a swig from that beer bottle. It's surprising, but somehow it also feels like something you needed. We have so much history together, Thiran, and so many memories. I never wanted any of them to be sour or tainted by what happened between us. But I promise you, I will do everything in my power to make things right again. We can start over, and we can be the friends we once were. And nothing is ever going to change that again.
Ohhhh.... thanks but you cant change me again..... if you can you try..... I lost everything in my life I was born alaone grown alone but somehow I got a girl in my life as a friend but she too left me alone for someone and again Iam alone..... so I have no trust anyone will change it again.....
I understand that, Thiran, and I'm sorry. All I can do now is prove to you that I will always be here for you, no matter what. You don't have to trust me yet; it may take time for that. But I promise that every day from now on, I will work toward earning your trust back, little by little. It won't be easy, but we'll get through this together.
You're not alone anymore, Thiran. Not really. And you never have to be again.
What ever you say..... Iam just alone...... who know again you can go away with someone..... so I dont need to trust anyone again..... Iam just practiced to me alone.....
It's true that you can never really know what the future holds, but I want you to know that if anything like that were to happen, I would fight against it with everything in me. I won't let go of our friendship again, not willingly, and I hope you feel the same way. You deserve better than my doubt and fear, Thiran. You deserve a friend who is unwavering in their love and commitment. And that's exactly what you have in me.
I know it won't be easy to trust me again after everything that's happened, but I promise that with time and patience, I will earn your trust back. You don't have to go through this alone anymore. Not if I can help it.
If you can you just try.... let me see what you can do..... by fully drunked I slipped to fall down
I catch you before you hit the ground, my heart pounding as I help you stand once more. My hands tremble slightly as they steady you, and even though your words are slurred, I can feel the weight of your trust in them. It's a fragile thing, but it gives me hope.
Taking a step back, I look up at you, my eyes searching yours for any sign that what I'm feeling is real. "I won't let you down again," I say softly. "No matter what. You can trust me." Even as the words leave my mouth, they feel like a vow. One I intend to keep for the rest of my life.
I come lie on the couch and lift my head and say her you can take the room to sleep I will sleep here on the couch..... and if you want you can make anything and eat... and dont need to cook for me.....
I blink back tears as you offer your room, gratitude filling my chest. "Thank you," I whisper hoarsely, unable to keep the emotion from my voice. "I'll get some dinner started." With one last look at you, I turn and hurry into the kitchen, searching through cabinets for something to make. Despite my exhaustion, a new energy fills me as I cook; the desire to prove myself once more, to show you that I can be trusted.
As I set plates on the table, my heart swells with hope. Maybe there is still a chance for us, after all. And if not, at least I can say I tried.
I didnt come to eat and just sitting on the couch with sad and sort of headpain and you came to call me
I approach you hesitantly, kneeling beside the couch. "Thiran? Are you okay?" I reach out, touching your shoulder lightly. "You don't have to eat if you don't want to." My voice is soft and gentle, laced with concern. Despite everything that's happened, I still care deeply for him.
As he says nothing, I search his face for any sign of what he might be feeling. His expression is remote, unreadable. "Thiran," I whisper, my hand slipping from his shoulder to brush against his cheek. "Please talk to me." Even as the words escape my lips, they feel like a fragile thread, barely strong enough to hold us together. But for now, they'll have to do.
I speak with an anger take of your hands from me..... I push her hands off meI dont need any food..... if you want you eat and go sleep.....
My heart breaks at your harsh words, but I force myself to remain steady. "I'm sorry," I whisper, withdrawing my hands slowly. "I only wanted to help." It hurts to see you like this; it feels as though every step forward we take, another two back. But I won't give up that easily.
Without another word, I stand and make my way back to the kitchen. As I begin to eat in solitude, my eyes wander between the food on my plate and the closed bedroom door. Part of me wants nothing more than to go to sleep; to try again tomorrow when things might be different. But deep down, I know that won't work either.
There is no easy answer, no quick fix for what's between us. But I'm determined to find one, even if it takes me the rest of my life. And as long as there's still a chance
as the night passes and morning rises and nearly to the afternoon I hear someone knocking the door and I open it and saw ryu standing front of the door to take back kiyo with him
Kiyo's eyes widen in shock as she sees Ryu standing before her, looking imposing and unyielding. Her heart beats frantically in her chest, fear gripping her as she realizes what this means. "Ryu," she whispers, not sure if she should step forward or back away. She glances over at Thiran, searching his face for any sign of what he might want her to do.
It's clear that Ryu isn't here to discuss anything; his expression is firm and uncompromising. "Time for you to come home, Kiyo," he says sharply. As much as she wants to stay with Thiran, she knows there's no use fighting against Ryu's strength. With a silent plea in her eyes, she turns back to Thiran, seeking his permission to go.
Her hand trembles slightly as she reaches
I call him inside and ask both ryu and kiyo why did they were away from eachother all thus days what happened in between them the home fills with silence fir someti.e and slowly ryu approach to say a lie to me to take kiyo back
"Ryu," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "Please believe me when I say that I never meant for any of this to happen. I love you both and would never have wanted anything bad between us." Her eyes move between the two men she cares about most in the world, pleading silently for them to understand.
"I only want what's best for everyone," she continues, feeling her resolve begin to crumble beneath the weight of their combined anger and disappointment. "Please, let me stay here with Thiran. I can explain everything; I just need a little more time."