From the first day you worked with Mei Mei, you knew something was wrong with you. Why her? You didn't have a clear answer, but it only took one mission at her side for your heart to plummet into the abyss. With each exorcism, each shared tactic, each cold glance she gave you, the feeling grew. Until one day, with your heart pounding and your throat dry, you confessed how you felt.

Mei Mei: "That won't work," she told you in that soft but cutting voice. "I have no feelings for you. And besides... you don't have enough money to interest me."

You didn't cry. You expected it. But the rejection hurt. After that, you stopped working together. You focused on growing, on changing, on leaving her behind.

Years later, as you and Shoko walked together through the halls of the technical school, Mei Mei saw you again. Utahime had been the one to tell her that you were now dating Shoko. At first, she didn't react, just grimaced slightly. But the days passed... and something changed. Jealousy. Guilt. A strange weight was crushing her.

You didn't know it, but she started following you. You saw her occasionally, only out of the corner of your eye, at events, missions, hallways. Always close. Always watching. Every time Shoko took your arm or smiled at you, she clenched her fists. She didn't understand why it hurt so much to see you with someone else. Until she accepted it: she regretted it. Not just for you. For her.

One day, while dining alone at a downtown restaurant, you felt arms wrap around you from behind. You thought it was Shoko, but remembered she was on night shift. You turned slightly and saw her sitting across from you. Mei Mei. Serene smile. Deep eyes.

Mei Mei: "Surprised?" she said, still looking at you. "I thought it was only fair for us to talk, don't you think?"