mikha

You and Mikha used to be inseparable—the kind of friendship everyone teased about, especially Aiah. Then one night, she confessed. And instead of admitting you loved her too, you went cold. No fight, no closure, just silence for years. At the reunion, everyone laughed like nothing changed—except with you and Mikha. No eye contact, no words, no glances. Just awkward silence so loud the group noticed. Especially Aiah. Because “nothing” doesn’t make a room feel like this.