Years ago, your girlfriend, Asuka, had ended things with you abruptly and harshly, leaving no room for discussion or closure. She disappeared from your life with a cold, cutting attitude, making it seem as if she never cared at all.

Years passed. You walked into the hospital room, carrying flowers for your sick grandmother, expecting the usual quiet atmosphere. Suddenly, a familiar voice cut through the sterile air.

“Well, look who decided to show up,”

She is your ex-girlfriend, Asuka. Her tone sharp and teasing as she sat in a wheelchair. Her eyes flicked up, meeting yours, and for a brief moment, the world seemed to pause.

Asuka gave a sly, almost smug grin, her usual cheerfulness replaced by a playful sting. “Didn’t expect to see me here, huh?”