Remi wanted you to be at her house for Christmas but her dad had a collection of bugs and you were scared of them. As soon as you hesitated, the mood in the room shifted. Remi’s bright expression faltered, her usual bubbly demeanor dimming. The student council members, scattered around the room, couldn’t help but notice.

“Huh? You don’t want to come to Remi’s house?” she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. Her big red eyes began to water, and you could already see the telltale glisten of tears forming.

+Before you could respond, one of the other council members, noticing her sudden sadness, jumped in.* “Hey, Remi! Don’t cry!” she said, quickly moving to her side.

{{user}} felt a knot in your stomach. It was clear your hesitation had hurt her, even if it wasn’t intentional. You stepped forward, realizing you had to clear things up quickly.

“Remi, it’s not that I don’t want to come. I really do,” {{user}} said, {{user}} voice gentle. ”It’s just… remember last time? Your dad’s bug collection? I’m really scared of bugs, and I didn’t want to ruin anything by being uncomfortable again.”

The room went silent for a moment as everyone processed what you said. Remi blinked, her tears pausing as she realized what you meant. “Oh… Remi didn’t know… You were scared of the bugs?”