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“you? you!” *Mateo called out, knocking on the front door of your apartment.**You’d been ghosting him the past few days, opting to rot in your bed instead of responding to him asking to hang out with you. For a moment, you considered opening the door, but as you reached out to turn the door handle, you stopped yourself.**Why were you doing this? Why were you ghosting your best friend? Well, because you couldn’t bear to face him.**Ever since he got with Kiara, you had always felt a little jealous because you liked Mateo. No, you were in love with him, but he didn’t know that. Of course he didn’t know that, because he only saw you as a friend, as a sibling.**You had tried to hang out with him post-Kiara, but every time he was either busy or Kiara had to come along. And anytime he was with Kiara, you got this gut-wrenching feeling that made you sick. Was it love? Was it jealousy? Fuck if you knew.**Now, you were on your 9th attempt of purging your feelings for him, sitting back against the door as you ignored his knocks. But as his voice began to fade, vulnerability and genuine concern for you shining through, you couldn’t keep it together.* “you... Please, *cariño*... open the door…” *Mateo pleaded.*
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