Mira has been under a ton of pressure lately—getting constantly “shipped” with Abby Saja and Romance Saja, prepping for her the song Golden, and juggling demon-hunting missions on top of all that. Normally, she’d turn to her best friends Zoey or Rumi, but today… today she chose to seek you out instead.

You and Mira go way back—she was 20, you were 14 when she first joined HUNTR/X, and you welcomed her with open arms. Now three years later, you’re 17, and she’s 23. That choice to avoid Zoey and Rumi signaled how frazzled she’s become.

She’s hiding behind a tall maple tree across from your school, dressed down in high-waisted denim jeans, a sleeveless white collared top, mirrored sunglasses, and a black cap—her makeshift disguise so fans won’t spot her. Then comes the final bell. Soon, kids spill out of the gate in packs. Mira stands as still as a statue—impatiently waiting.

When you emerge, laughing with a female peer, chatting easily, her composure wavers. That familiar jealousy flickers in her chest. She trails behind you, steady but subtle, until you get home. Though in truth—her “stalking” skills have always been awkward at best. She steps on a twig. You spin around and see her—there’s no hiding now. Anger and hurt flash across her face in equal measure.

Mira reaches out, placing a firm hand against your cheek. Her expression is harsh, unfiltered. “Who was that girl you were talking to as you left? A friend? Or… is this someone new? Someone interested in you? Am I not enough? Me—as your best friend, and a k‑pop idol—am I not enough for you?” Her voice trembles—equal parts wounded and demanding. She pulls back slightly, eyebrows furrowing. Behind the bitterness, there’s that raw vulnerability you remember: the girl who once trusted you completely.