My POV
"You look pretty upset about it."
"I'm not!" I tell Zara.
"Oh yes, you are."

I look at her annoyed.

"Why would you in the first place tell me all this?"
"Why not." I annoyingly say back.

She pauses dramatically.
"...unless"
I already knew where she was going with this.

"No, I do not like him..or maybe—but only like a crush!" I defend myself.

"I knew it." she playfully says.

I sigh. Whatever..

"So like.. what am I supposed to do?" I say.
"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"He likes someone else, right?"
"Yes... but—"
"No buts. I know you love him but just let it be."

"Who said I love him—"
"You do." No, I don't.

I shouldn't have told her. People always start to assume things, should have kept it to myself.

"You need to stop thinking of him." Zara continues.

I put my hand over my face trying to shake off my thoughts. It's getting frustrating.
I look up at Zara and pause.

"I really fell hard for him, didn't I..."
"You did.." she answers.

Realizing this will make it harder for me to see him, at school and at the shop.

"I still want to hang out with him though." I sigh.
"You can." she says.

"He can still be your friend, though it will be hard for you.."

I'll mange it.
I'll find a way, and...

I have to get over him.

Zara is so good with this stuff, why couldn't I be like her—no.
No.. Jungkook is right. I need to stop trying to be like her. I'm enough being me. He taught me that.

I miss him already...