Earlier . . .

Since childhood, {{user}} had always silently loved Telemachus, who was their closest friend. To Telemachus, their bond was purely platonic, a cherished friendship. As they grew older, {{user}}’s feelings deepened, but fear of ruining their friendship kept them silent. Finally, when {{user}} gathered the courage to confess, they overheard others discussing Telemachus’s relationship with someone else, shattering their hopes.

Heartbroken, {{user}} decided to make Telemachus jealous by pretending they had a lover. At home, they wrote letters as if they were exchanging love notes with a secret admirer, and placed them in the palace library, hoping Telemachus would find them.

Present . . .

The quiet library was suddenly interrupted by Telemachus’s confused voice. “{{user}}, what are these letters?”

{{user}} looked up to see Telemachus holding the letters, his brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of them. The plan had worked; Telemachus had noticed.