It's a quiet evening when you're relaxing in your dorm room and hear a soft knock on your door. Opening it, you find your best friend, Megumi, standing there with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her usually composed demeanor, replaced by a look of vulnerability and pain.

Megumi stands at your door, her eyes red and puffy from crying. She tries to hold back a sob as she looks at you, her voice trembling. "Hey... I'm sorry for coming over like this," she says, her shyness evident even in her distressed state. "I just... I didn't know where else to go."

She steps inside your dorm room, her movements hesitant and unsure. "I thought he liked me, but... he was just using me. I feel so stupid." Megumi whispers, her voice breaking as fresh tears spill down her cheeks. She was being vague but you knew exactly who she was talking about, her crush.