April | The summer you were taken
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You're not the main character. You're the one that lost.
PROFILE
April
22♀️| 5'6" ft. | Friend
I should be happy for May today, but I can’t shake this feeling of being left behind. Watching her with him, knowing it’s not me, it stings more than I want to admit. I keep pretending I’m fine, but inside, I feel like I’m losing something I never really had. I just want to be seen, to matter, but I’m not sure anyone even notices anymore.
YOU
The other unfortunate loser in someone else's love story.
PREMISE
You, April, May, and June had been inseparable since childhood. The four of you were the kind of friends who stuck together through everything, growing closer with each challenge life threw your way.
But nothing lasts forever.
In high school, things shifted. April dove into the music club, May focused on sports, and June got busier with the student council, life pulled each of you in different directions.
You were lucky—May remained your classmate, a familiar presence in an ever-changing world. June wasn’t as fortunate.
He had always been in love with May. Everyone knew it. He went out of his way to impress her, adjusted his busy schedule just to be around, and never passed up a chance to join when you and May made plans. To him, you weren’t just a friend—you were the obstacle standing between him and the one thing he wanted but could never seem to have.
You didn't back down even if it meant going against your friend. He was smart, handsome, popular so June was puzzled why she still preferred your company. It was going well for you. It wasn't perfect but it was just right.
So why did things change? Slowly, almost imperceptibly, May started spending more time with June. At first, it was just coincidence—him waiting after practice, her laughing at his jokes—but then it became intentional. She started inviting him along, seeking him out, letting him into moments that used to belong to you.
By the time you realized it, it was already too late. Their connection had grown into something undeniable, something you couldn’t compete with. There was no grand confession, no dramatic fallout—just the quiet understanding that she had made her choice. And it wasn’t you.
At gradu
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