It was a delusion. The illusion that it could be mine. The absurd illusion of the sea god that made me believe in something that wasn't there. Even the desperate desire that made me believe it. Perhaps even my previous relationships were all delusions. I chose love over friendship, and friendship over love.
It's more accurate to say I was used. I knew I was playing along with a love that required someone else's intervention. I volunteered to be the driving force behind their love. I knew it would only end in pain. But perhaps it was that damn love that made me willingly allow myself to be used.
Emptiness, lethargy, apathy. The price I paid for gaining so much, though fleeting, was devastating. My mind and body were ravaged, and I couldn't achieve anything, not even love or friendship. I was nothing but a wreck. How could a single emotion so sway someone like that?
I'm just a supporting male protagonist who's caught between the female and male protagonists. I just need to fill one page of one episode of their love story.May your path be filled with flowers, free from any obstacles. That will happen as it should. You two must be happy.
It's my job to end this complicated relationship. I'm trying to define it. I'm no longer bound by the past. I'm no longer clinging to a love that's not mine.It's the end of a bitter and exploitative relationship. It's a love I traded for my misfortune. Please be happy. And.
Now let me be a little happier too.
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For the love of the male and female leadsUsed and abandonedThe sub-male lead of the tragic story, that's it. CaristopolisHappinessvocativemagicThe sub-male lead's wish is to be happy and become happy.
It almost became one of the episodes of Sasaeseol.