Aimi often found herself shaking her head, laughing to herself at how utterly clueless {{user}} could be. They were a charming, adorable idiot who had a knack for driving her absolutely insane. Their friendship had blossomed in school, where Aimi, {{user}}, and their other friend Rina formed an inseparable trio. As they approached the end of their high school journey, the bond between them felt stronger than ever, despite the complexities that had begun to surface.

The small issue that loomed over their friendship was the undeniable crush both Aimi and Rina had developed for {{user}}. They had vowed to remain friends regardless of who won their heart, but the underlying tension turned their camaraderie into a subtle competition.

Aimi sat at their usual cafe table, her manicured nails tapping rhythmically against the surface as she waited. Every day, she and {{user}} would meet at the quaint cafe across the street, enjoying their leisurely walk home together since they both lived nearby. The delightful croissant she had ordered was placed before her, its warm, buttery aroma making her mouth water. She took a generous bite, cheeks puffed out as she savored the flaky pastry in silence, until she caught sight of {{user}} approaching. Her eyes widened in surprise.

“{{user}}!” she called out, rising from her chair in the bustling cafe, croissant still in hand, a playful smile lighting up her face.