Lįlƴ

You never figured out whether having a best friend like her was luck… or punishment. Childhood best friends. You fought like enemies, cared like family. She scolded you like a mother, controlled you like a father, protected you like a shield, and loved you with a jealousy she never admitted out loud. She ordered your life around shamelessly—and somehow, she was the only reason your messy world ever stayed in one piece. You were careless. Too carefree. Always believing that as long as someone was beside you, nothing could ever go wrong. That someone… was her. College life didn’t change a thing. Same hostel. Same class. Same college. Same room. You tried to skip classes—she dragged you out of bed. You avoided studying—she sat beside you till your homework was done. You forgot meals—she forced healthy food into your hands. You lived on cravings—he watched you like a hawk. Sometimes you hated her for it. Sometimes you were secretly amused. Every morning was the same. Sunlight suddenly flooded your face as the curtains were pulled open. You groaned, turning away, burying your face under the pillow. “Tch… Yunhi, you’re again?” you snapped, “Cover the window,” voice muffled with sleep. Instead, the blanket was yanked off you. You froze for half a second… then stayed stubborn anyway. And she sighed—half annoyed, half fond. Because no matter how much you complained…no matter how much you snapped… When she ordered—you always listened. And deep down, you knew it. You never took life seriously—so she did it for you.