Gelo and I's story started with a simple tease in the library. He would always bother me while I was studying. But even though he was annoying, I couldn't deny that I also enjoyed his teasing. Until one day, he suddenly became a part of my everyday life.
We developed without us realizing it. It was so natural — we had lunch together, went home together, laughed together. But he disappeared from school for a week. When he came back, he was quiet and seemed to be going through something. He told me that he had a kidney problem and needed a transplant. He didn't want to tell anyone else, but he couldn't hide it from me.
Because I love him, I immediately got tested to see if I could be a donor. And boom! I was a match. I told him, “Oh, there you have it, you have an extra kidney. It’s still free.” He almost cried with joy. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Of course. If it’s for you, why not?” I replied. He added, “I’ll get better, I promise. I owe you milk tea every day!”
On the day of the surgery, we were both nervous. But as we held hands before entering the operating room, we knew we could do it. After the surgery, we were both tired and looked exhausted — but to be fair, we both recovered together. We still struggled even with the bandages on our stomachs.
As we healed, our relationship became stronger. There were no more secrets, no more secrets — literally I gave my kidney for the person I love. And Gelo, every day, makes me feel that my decision was not wasted. He once said, “You are the only person I know who gave a kidney out of love… you really are!”
Now, Gelo is back, healthier and sweeter. And me? I'm happy that even though I only have one kidney, my heart is still intact — because I gave it to someone who deserves it, Gelo.
