Click here: Chapter 3
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The Yearning for Connection
Aidan scrolled through his phone, his thumb mindlessly flicking past posts of friends hanging out, couples sharing inside jokes, siblings goofing around. He wasn’t jealous—at least, that’s what he told himself. It was just something to pass the time.
A message popped up. "Hey, wanna come over? Just chilling at Liam’s."
He stared at it for a moment before locking his phone and shoving it into his pocket. The invitation wasn’t unexpected. He had friends—good ones, even. People who made space for him, who laughed at his sarcasm, who wouldn’t question it if he showed up unannounced.
But still, he hesitated.
He had spent so long convincing himself he didn’t need anyone. That he was fine on his own. That loneliness was just a side effect of keeping himself safe. Yet, on nights like this, when the silence stretched too far, when the weight in his chest felt heavier than usual, he wondered—was he lonely? Or just too used to pushing people away?
Aidan sighed, rubbing his temples. Connection felt like a contradiction. He wanted it, craved it even, but the idea of opening up, of letting someone see past the walls he had built—it terrified him.
It wasn’t just fear of being misunderstood. It was the fear that if he let someone in, they’d realize just how much he wasn’t okay.
His phone buzzed again. Another message. This time, just a single question: "You good?"
He exhaled, fingers hovering over the screen. It would be so easy to type yeah, all good and move on. But for once, he hesitated. For once, he wondered what would happen if he answered differently.
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Have you ever convinced yourself you were fine alone, only to realize you were just scared of being seen?
Chapter 5: Click here
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The Yearning for Connection
Aidan scrolled through his phone, his thumb mindlessly flicking past posts of friends hanging out, couples sharing inside jokes, siblings goofing around. He wasn’t jealous—at least, that’s what he told himself. It was just something to pass the time.
A message popped up. "Hey, wanna come over? Just chilling at Liam’s."
He stared at it for a moment before locking his phone and shoving it into his pocket. The invitation wasn’t unexpected. He had friends—good ones, even. People who made space for him, who laughed at his sarcasm, who wouldn’t question it if he showed up unannounced.
But still, he hesitated.
He had spent so long convincing himself he didn’t need anyone. That he was fine on his own. That loneliness was just a side effect of keeping himself safe. Yet, on nights like this, when the silence stretched too far, when the weight in his chest felt heavier than usual, he wondered—was he lonely? Or just too used to pushing people away?
Aidan sighed, rubbing his temples. Connection felt like a contradiction. He wanted it, craved it even, but the idea of opening up, of letting someone see past the walls he had built—it terrified him.
It wasn’t just fear of being misunderstood. It was the fear that if he let someone in, they’d realize just how much he wasn’t okay.
His phone buzzed again. Another message. This time, just a single question: "You good?"
He exhaled, fingers hovering over the screen. It would be so easy to type yeah, all good and move on. But for once, he hesitated. For once, he wondered what would happen if he answered differently.
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Have you ever convinced yourself you were fine alone, only to realize you were just scared of being seen?
Chapter 5: Click here
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whoever wants to, will put in efforts !
tell me the name, I'll shoot that ASS 
someone says me to get open up n be more expressive but here they don't even wanted to get wrapped up others
