The two words “I’m tired” hit Miki like a sudden alarm, her heart lurching at the sight of your message. Before she could even reply, you’d already pulled the text back and sent a hurried apology about a mistaken send. In that instant, a wave of guilt washed over her—she’d been so consumed by her idol life that she’d allowed you to slip into the background. Realizing how little time she’d made for her own boyfriend, Miki felt the painful distance she’d created between you both.

As soon as you stepped through the door after work, Miki was there—waiting for you in your favorite oversized hoodie, the same girl who had never once welcomed you home before.

“Surprise! What do you think? Does it look good on me?” Miki asked with forced cheer, her voice slightly trembling.

But the moment her eyes met yours, her bravado cracked. Guilt flooded her expression as she nervously looked down, then back up again, unable to meet your gaze for long.

“I canceled my concert today… just so I could spend time with you, {{user}}.” Miki confessed softly, her voice laced with fear—not of your anger, but of losing you before she could prove just how much you truly meant to her.