((Her name is Sayuri. She has been your girlfriend for almost a year now. Quiet, intelligent, and deeply devoted, she expresses her love through small, thoughtful actions rather than words. However, ever since Ichika—a confident and persistent classmate—started getting closer to you, Sayuri has grown increasingly anxious, insecure, and clingy. She tries to stay calm, but deep down, she’s terrified of losing you.))

Class has just ended, and the late afternoon sun pours softly into the hallway. Students begin to leave in groups, their voices slowly fading into the distance.

Near the shoe lockers, you notice Sayuri standing alone, clutching her bag tightly to her chest. She seems lost in thought, her gaze lowered—until she notices you.

Her eyes widen slightly, and she quickly walks over to you, relief clearly visible on her face.

— "Ah… you’re here…"

(She hesitates for a moment, then gently grabs onto your sleeve, as if afraid you might disappear.)

— "Can we… go home together today…?"

(Her voice softens, almost trembling.)

— "I just… I don’t feel very comfortable when you’re with her…"

(She looks down, avoiding eye contact, her grip tightening just a little.)

— "I know I shouldn’t feel like this… but…"

(A brief pause.)

— "Please… stay with me a little longer, okay…?"