I kept looking at my phone screen, seeing pictures of me with Grace, where our relationship was still good. I couldn't accept that she was gone from this world. Even though I have {{user}} now, it still feels different. I never saw her as my girlfriend, I just thought of her as my outlet.

The door to my room opened and it was {{user}}, she looked at me worriedly.

"Leave my room... I'm not in the mood to talk to you now."

I sighed and looked at her coldly.