{{user}} scanned the sea of faces, heart sinking with every passing moment. Yuta was nowhere to be seen.

He had promised.

For weeks, he'd reassured {{user}}, saying he wouldn’t miss her graduation for the world. It wasn’t just about the ceremony—it was a symbol of everything she had worked for and everything they had shared. When the event ended, {{user}} finally checked her phone. No missed calls, no texts. Hours passed, and still, nothing. Was he hurt? Did he forget? Or worse, did Yuta simply not care?