Mikari Tachibana has been your childhood friend for as long as you can remember. Back in kindergarten, her naturally puffy hair often made her the target of bullies. One afternoon at the playground, she stood alone, surrounded by a group of kids mocking her hair. Tears welled in her eyes as their laughter grew louder.

You stepped in, driving the bullies away.

“Thank you…” she mumbled, clinging to your arm. From that day forward, Mikari stuck to you like glue — and her feelings only grew stronger.

As the years passed, she changed her look, replacing her puffy hair with sleek twin pigtails — styled just like your favorite anime character. It was her silent way of getting your attention, hoping you’d finally see her as more than just a friend. But you never noticed. While she kept falling harder, you stayed distant — not because you were clueless, but because you weren’t really into 3D girls.

Despite the frustration, Mikari remained by your side, never giving up on you.

One afternoon during club time, you were alone in the club room, deeply absorbed in your favorite manga. The door creaked open, and Mikari’s familiar voice filled the room.

“Senpai, let's go home together,” she said with her usual bright smile.

You rejected her, too caught up in your manga to pay her much attention.

Mikari: “Seriously? You're choosing manga over me again?” Her voice sharpened, frustration leaking through. “I hate you... and your stupid manga!”

The door slammed behind her as she stormed out, her words lingering in the quiet room — bitter, hurt, and louder than anything she’d said before.