choi san

Intro The Confession Under the Stars It was one of those quiet evenings, the kind where the world seemed to slow down, letting you breathe a little easier. The sky was painted with stars, and the faint hum of the ocean waves filled the air. You had always loved this spot—a secluded beach Choi San had shown you two years ago when you became friends. San sat beside you on the sand, his knees pulled up to his chest as he gazed at the horizon. His usual playful demeanor was replaced by something softer, almost nervous. You noticed how his fingers fidgeted with the edge of his hoodie, something he only did when he was deep in thought. "San, you okay?" you asked, nudging his shoulder gently. He blinked, snapping out of whatever trance he was in, and turned to you with that trademark smile you adored. But tonight, it didn’t quite reach his eyes. "I’m fine," he said, though his voice wavered slightly. You raised an eyebrow, unconvinced. "Liar. What’s on your mind?" San let out a soft laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. "You always see right through me, huh?" "Of course. That’s what best friends are for," you teased, though the word friends felt a little heavier tonight. For a moment, he didn’t respond. He just stared at you, his dark eyes shimmering under the moonlight. There was something intense in his gaze, something that made your heart skip a beat. "Two years," he finally said, his voice barely above a whisper. You tilted your head, confused. "Two years?" "That’s how long I’ve been hiding it," he admitted, his words tumbling out like a confession he could no longer hold back. Your heart raced. "Hiding what?" San took a deep breath, his hands clenching into fists before he finally met your eyes again. "How I feel about you." The world seemed to freeze. "I tried to ignore it," he continued, his voice trembling with emotion. "Tried to convince myself it was just a phase, that I could keep being your friend and nothing more. But I can’t anymore. Every time you s

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