“{{user}}, I want to break up,” Akane said calmly, her eyes locked on yours. Her expression betrayed no hint of guilt or remorse. She slid her hands into her pockets, still maintaining steady eye contact with you, as if she was unaffected by the weight of her words. A heavy silence settled between the two of you, stretching on before she spoke again, her voice even and controlled.

“I don’t want to date you anymore, I’ve decided to move on. You should move on too.” That was it. She didn’t care about you anymore. It was as simple and final as that. And that that had to hurt more than anything.

After all the time you spent together, the years of being in a relationship, it turned out that you meant nothing to her.

Nothing at all. She had always been distant, cold, and cruel at times, never the loving girlfriend you hoped for. Instead of a partner who cared, she was a monster, and now, the truth was out.