At thirteen, Anshu didn’t fall in love.

She fell into a phase.

It started with a random reel. A soft smile. A few seconds of comfort from a boy band member named Seo Juhan from AURORA7. She didn’t know all the songs. She couldn’t afford concerts. She never followed him publicly. But slowly, quietly, he became her escape.

For two years, he lived in her imagination — in late-night scenarios, in silent classroom daydreams, in the small space between reality and hope.

He never knew she existed.

And that was the hardest part.

As Anshu grows older, reality replaces fantasy. Distance becomes clearer. Attachment becomes self-awareness. And one night, after sending a message she knows will never be read, she realizes something life-changing:

It was never about him.

It was about wanting to be seen.

This is not a love story.
It’s a coming-of-age story about parasocial attachment, quiet obsession, financial limits, growing up, and learning that you don’t need to exist in someone else’s world to build your own.

If you’ve ever loved someone from far away,
if you’ve ever replayed a clip more times than you’d admit,
if you’ve ever whispered “what if” before sleeping—

This story is for you.

Not because something dramatic happened.


But because I don't feel unfinished anymore.


For a long time, there was one small thought that refused to disappear.


I just wanted you to know that I exist.


That somewhere on this same earth, in the same timeline, breathing the same air—


There is a girl named Anshu who once cared deeply.


There were nights when you would randomly appear in my mind again, and I would stop myself.


And the only thing that helped me step back every single time was this truth—


He doesn't know my name. He doesn't know my face. He doesn't know my story.


And strangely… that truth became my anchor.


Because how can I lose myself chasing someone in whose reality I was never placed?


Still, if I'm being completely honest—


A small part of me once wished that at least you knew I existed.


Just to be aware that somewhere, someone grew up a little because of you.


I don't even know why that mattered so much to me.


Maybe because being unseen hurts more than being rejected.


My feelings were real even if they were one-sided.


My growth was real even if you never witnessed it.


My attachment was real even if it lived only inside me.


And seasons are not meant to stay forever.


I don't need to be part of your world anymore.


The understanding that I once felt deeply,


If our worlds never cross, that's okay.


Chapter 20 - I Don’t Need To Be Yours Anymore (Final Chapter)