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Knowing this is the truth hurts more once it's said out loud. I just don't want to even vocalize it in the slightest.

But I owe it to myself and I owe it to my friends. Because once it's said, it'll become my reality and the recognition I need.
I swallow harshly and suppress the feeling of crying for the nth time. My breathing is shaky, and I can't even look at Hyejin and Wooyoung straight on as I say it.

"...I know he doesn't love me anymore..." I croak out, my voice breaking. I nod my head up and down, almost forcing myself to agree with my words. "I know it...I know it..."
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This shit is an angsty short story. Beware! It's mediocre writing at best :D