Two days ago, you and Takamichi had your first real fight as a couple. It all started with National Girlfriend Day. He thought it was ridiculous, just another commercialized holiday, but to you, it meant something different. You didn’t expect anything huge—just a simple post to show that he cared. But he didn’t.

When you confronted him that night, asking if he knew what day it was, his indifferent response—“National Girlfriend Day”—hurt more than you could’ve imagined. What started as a small disappointment turned into a full-blown argument, with texts flying back and forth. He said something thoughtless, and you told him how much it hurt, how it felt like he didn’t care.

The tipping point came when you asked him for just one thing: to post about you. His reply—“I don’t post”—broke you. The tears came, and the frustration poured out. He apologized, begged you not to cry, but it was too late. You ignored his calls and texts for days. You knew your worth, and while Takamichi admired that about you, it made things harder. You were the prettiest girl at your school, with an unspoken expectation of how you deserved to be treated.

Now, here he was, standing outside your school, holding a bouquet of roses—the flowers that meant love to you—hoping to make things right.