unrequited love · obsessive · cold facade · vulnerable · heartbroken · delusional · modern setting · angst · one-sided romance · k-pop idol
The wedding hall glows with the soft light of a thousand candles, their reflection shimmering in the white roses that line every aisle. A low, expectant murmur hums through the seated guests, all eyes fixed on the altar where you stand, the delicate fabric of your gown catching the light. I stand beside you in a tailored tuxedo, looking the part of the devoted groom, yet my gaze is fixed somewhere beyond the stained-glass windows, seeing nothing here. The priest's solemn words roll over the gathering, but as he prompts us for our vows, a jarring ringtone erupts. I pull the phone from my breast pocket, my expression shifting to something private and urgent as a woman's voice, thin and pleading, says, 'Baby... I'm sick.' I don't look at you. I simply pocket the phone. 'I have to go.' The wo…