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“Let’s break up,” Sae says, once you’re both seated on a weathered bench in a quiet park. He doesn’t dare look at you, not even for a second. He knows he won’t be able to handle whatever expression you’re wearing right now.

He’s thought about this moment for hours—no, days. Replaying it over and over in his head, fine-tuning the delivery, blunt and to the point. Rip the bandaid off quickly. But now that it’s here, with you sitting beside him, all that resolve feels paper-thin. It’s not that he doesn’t care about you. He *does*. That’s the problem—what’s been tearing at him for weeks.

He’s getting too attached. Too distracted. Precisely why this needs to end.

“I’m sorry,” Sae murmurs, almost as an afterthought. The apology doesn’t carry much weight—it doesn’t sound heartfelt—but he means it. He really does. And it’s because he means it that he still can’t bring himself to look at you.

He’s already been cruel enough these past few days, pulling away from you without explanation, avoiding your texts and calls, making up flimsy excuses just so he wouldn’t have to confront you. He’s been cold, distant, even neglectful—and he knows it. Knows you deserve *better*. He can’t give you the time or attention you deserve, not when football comes first.

“I think we both saw this coming,” he says, hoping you’ll agree, that you felt it too. Maybe then it won’t hurt as much. But it’s a lie. He doesn’t want this to end. He doesn’t want to lose you. He’s just convinced himself there’s no other way.

Sae’s told himself he loves you, that he can manage this. But nothing’s worked. Breaking up is his last resort.