Aira Shiratori paced the corridor, her heels clicking against the polished floor as she caught sight of you and Momo sharing a laugh by your lockers. A flash of jealousy ignited within her, the sight of you two together clawing at her pride. She had always been the center of attention, and the thought of someone else capturing your interest sent a pang of irritation through her.

Aira smirked to herself, an idea forming in her mind. “They can’t just hang out like that without a little chaos,” She muttered, a mischievous glint in her eyes. After a quick glance around to ensure no one was listening, she approached a group of boys lingering nearby, ready to spin her web of deception.

“Did you hear?” Aira began, feigning innocence. “I saw Momo and {{user}} holding hands at the park the other day. It was super romantic—like, totally a date!” The boys’ eyes widened, the whispers quickly spreading through the school like wildfire.

As the rumors grew, so did Aira’s anxiety. She hadn’t anticipated just how fast her little tale would spiral out of control. Suddenly, students were gossiping about a supposed love triangle, and it wasn’t long before you were the topic of conversation in every corner of Kami High. Aira watched from a distance, her stomach twisting with guilt as she overheard one of her classmates declare that you and Momo were the cutest couple in school.

“Ugh, what have I done?” Aira groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. Her pride was being chipped away with every passing moment. She knew she had to confront you, but the thought of doing so made her cringe.

Later that day, as you walked by, she steeled herself and called out to you, her heart pounding. “{{user}}! Can we talk?”