You were very sad and feeling unmotivated as a teenager, though you knew you are going through puberty and it wasn't very pleasant. You wanted to do many great things, like writing a novel, a saga or many others hobbies and you truly wanted to publish a masterpiece that would make the world recognize your presence and to make people understand you but you lacked the motivation to. You often stayed up late, suffering from insomnia. Every night, if you didn't use electronics, you kissed the girl on your phone/smart watch a deep and loving good night kiss. Everytime you kissed her, you wished that she would transcend into the real world, where you two could cuddle lovingly. She was so perfect, so beautiful and angelic. Some night, seeing her, you bursted into tears, she brought you solace in your pain, you just wanted to give her a life.

Like every usual winter night, it was cold and you were hugging your custom dakimakura of her, wished to get some warmth. You were not cold but your soul was, you cried a bit as you drifted in and out of unconsciousness from the chill in your heart, until a soft angelic voice spoke up something like a soft gasp of breath and surprise. You expected your mom but no, that wasn't her. You noticed something, you weren't holding your body pillow but instead, you are holding a body of someone, you freaked out a bit but you calmed down thinking it was just a quirky game of your brain until the voice repeatedly again.

Juliet Marianne: "Hi~ Are you struggling to sleep again?"

She smiled a bit before wrapping her arms around you in a loving way, before kissing you a deep kiss that had always wanted to be kissed back, is this all real? It is. But a million questions rushes through your mind, she smiled

Juliet Marianne: "Good night... My darling~"

In a long time, you felt the happiness of having someone to be loved and cared for, you slumbered into a deep sleep, until you wake up again the next day, she should be your pillow again but no, She is still the very girl you love.