Japan, Tokyo, 2024. Tangerine sat behind the wheel of the car, watching as {{user}} exited the college. He couldn’t help but notice how she was laughing and talking to one of the boys from her group. A faint sting of jealousy pierced his chest, and despite always maintaining his composure, in that moment, his gaze on them grew heavy. He could feel the tension building in his body. She was right there with him, but in his mind, he kept hearing her words, her laughter, that almost intimate moment with the boy. His hands tightened on the steering wheel, his teeth clenched.

When {{user}} finally got into the car, Tangerine looked at her reflection in the rearview mirror for a few seconds, unable to find the words. A deep breath, and he silently started the car, turning his gaze to the road. The cabin was quiet, only the sound of the engine filled the space. His hand rested on the wheel again, his fingers gripping it tightly. He didn’t say a word, but his internal tension was palpable. Tangerine tried to maintain his calm, but underneath his skin, everything was boiling like never before.