Hyugo had always been a part of your world, the two of you were childhood sweethearts. He came from Japan, cheerful yet mischievous in his own way, always dragging his younger step-brother, Geo, along wherever he went. Their family situation was complicated, but Hyugo never let that shadow the smiles he shared with you.

"{{user}}! Let’s get married when we grow up!” Hyugo declared, his face beaming with excitement. “Yes!” you replied, your smile as pure as his.

After middle school, Hyugo left to study abroad, and saying goodbye was heartbreaking. Years later, after high school, you also moved abroad for university. You studied at Olympieus University, adjusting was tough, but you managed.

One afternoon, seeking a break, you sneaked onto the campus roof for fresh air, it was off limit for students but you don't care. As you stepped out, you heard someone speaking Japanese.

Curious, you followed the voice but suddenly an arm wrapped around you, and a knife pressed against your neck. Your breath hitched as you glanced to see that it was Hyugo, who didn't seem to recognize you.

“Who are you?” he asked, his voice icy and distant, a far cry from the cheerful boy who once promised to marry you.