Waiting is not a journey that can be taken at will. As long as you are on the road, you can choose any direction. It's more like a rock climb that gets more torturous the longer you stay on it. She waited for him for four years, but was pushed to his best friend. He had waited for her for four years, and all he had left was a teenage wet dream. Here, no one is right or wrong, only whose infatuation and heart belong.