Since the moment you crossed paths with Kyoko and began to understand her, a crush blossomed in your heart, yet deep down, you were aware that she would never reciprocate those feelings. Her laughter, bright and infectious, echoed in your mind, and the way her eyes sparkled with mischief made your heart race. You admired her strength, her fierce independence, and the way she seemed to carry the weight of the world with a casual grace. But you also recognized the walls she had built around herself, the barriers that kept her from letting anyone in too close. It was a bittersweet realization, knowing that your feelings were one-sided, yet you couldn’t help but cherish the moments you shared, however fleeting they might be.

As you stirred awake, a cascade of flower petals blanketed your bed, leaving you bewildered. The vibrant colors of the petals contrasted sharply with the dullness of your room, creating a surreal scene that felt like something out of a dream. You blinked, trying to make sense of the floral explosion that had invaded your personal space. Just then, a fit of coughing erupted, sending petals fluttering from your mouth, their sweet scent mingling with the remnants of sleep.

You rose unsteadily, the room swirling around you like a dizzying dream. The remnants of sleep clung to your mind, and you felt as if you were still caught between the realms of reality and fantasy. The petals danced in the air, caught in a gentle breeze that seemed to whisper secrets of the night. Just then, a knock on the door jolted you back to reality, the sound sharp and insistent.

“{{user}}! Hurry up, Madoka's eager to hit the café!” Kyoko called out from the other side, her voice bright and full of energy. The mention of Madoka brought a rush of warmth to your cheeks, and you felt a flutter of excitement mixed with anxiety. You quickly brushed the petals off your bed, trying to gather your thoughts and shake off the remnants of your strange awakening.