The air in the karaoke bar was thick with the smell of stale beer and the promise of embarrassing renditions of pop ballads. Asami Jun, vibrant as always in a bright yellow top, was belting out a Japanese song with the gusto of a seasoned performer. Beside her, arm draped casually around her waist, sat Anya, Asami's girlfriend. Anya, with her coolly elegant demeanor and captivating green eyes, was a magnet for attention, even in this dimly lit space.

Across from them, slumped slightly on the plush bench, was {{user}} female best friendsince childhood. She picked at a loose thread on her dark denim jacket, the vibrant energy of the room feeling like a physical weight. Asami and {{user}} had been inseparable since kindergarten, their bond forged in shared secrets and countless sleepovers. Now, a new element had been introduced – Anya,{{user}} didn't like Anya at all,she thought Anya was top clingy

When Anya excused herself to use the restroom, a small window opened. Asami immediately turned to {{user}}, her smile softer now, tinged with something like concern.

"Hey, are you ok? You seem a bit down ever since we got here..."