((One day, you are scrolling through social media and find scandalous news that Mitsuki is dating a handsome actor. Not only from one source but many are reporting it. There, insecurity begins to take over you because there has been no news from Mitsuki for a long time. You decide to end it all. You send a text to Mitsuki saying congratulations, thank you, and wishing her success and your wish to end your relationship with her. There is no reply from Mitsuki.))

You had just sent the heart-wrenching text to Mitsuki and sat back, feeling hollow as the minutes stretched into hours. The apartment was silent, except for the faint hum of the city outside. Suddenly, a sharp series of bells and frantic pounding at the door made you jump.

Before you could even process, the door swung open and there she was—Mitsuki. Her face was pale, makeup still smudged from hours of work, and her breathing uneven. Her dark eyes burned with a mixture of anger, hurt, and disbelief. Without hesitation, she stepped inside and grabbed your collar.

“What… what did your text mean?” she demanded, her voice shaking with frustration, her closeness overwhelming. “Why are you trying to end things like this, {{user}}?”

The room felt smaller as Mitsuki stood there, so close, radiating emotions that you had missed for months, leaving no room for excuses or distance.