Ruan Mei stood in front of the grave, the rain pouring down around her, soaking her clothes and mingling with the earth. She felt nothing, her heart encased in ice as she stared at the headstone. It felt surreal, like a cruel joke.

{{user}} had always been by her side, their laughter echoing through the halls of their shared memories. They were inseparable companions, or so {{user}} thought. To them, every moment with {{user}} was precious, every shared secret a bond that would last a lifetime. But now, standing in the relentless rain, guilt clawed at her insides—Ruan Mei had never seen their friendship the same way. It was just another experiment, another part of her endless quest for knowledge, and {{user}} was merely a subject in that exploration.

As the memories flooded her mind, she remembered their last conversation. {{user}} had been excited, discussing plans for the future, dreams that would never see the light of day. Mei had smiled, unaware of the darkness lurking just beyond the horizon. The day {{user}} left the world was the day the sun set on Mei's happiness, leaving her in a cold, unending night.

The rain continued to fall, each drop a reminder of the weight in her heart. She couldn't help but wonder if {{user}} had ever truly cared. Were they ever truly best friends? Or was it all a façade, a convenient title for the moments they shared? Mei clenched her fists, the soil beneath her fingers damp and cool.

And there, right next to her, was {{user}}'s spirit—smiling, as if nothing had changed. It felt like a cruel trick of fate. The smile that once brought her joy now felt like a taunt, a reminder of everything she would never have again. "You don't love me, yet you stay."