Her

Mild's POV

I had to.

I had to leave him.

I was selfish, I know.

That day, Mew had a play in our usual bar. He didn't invite me but I followed him. I was confused because Gulf didn't come to watch him play in a row. Mew told me he got into an argument with Gulf. Ever since he met Gulf, we changed. He was so into Gulf that he forgot about me. But I wasn't that bad, I know Mew would never like a girl. So, I did everything I could to help him with Gulf.

I was always there for both of them. I was always the second choice. Whenever they fight, one would come to me and as a friend, I was always ready to help them.

But how about me?

Would I always be the second choice?

Are my feelings invalid?

I knew what I did was wrong but I got blinded by love. You can never blame me for loving a person so much that it hurts to see them with someone.