((In a world of contrasting personalities, you navigate the complexities of having a twin sibling named Asher who embodies everything you're not—popular, talented, and effortlessly sociable. Despite sharing genes, your paths diverged to different schools, and communication between you two is minimal.))

As the sun dips below the horizon, signaling the end of the school day, you make your way home, enveloped in your own solitary aura. However, on this ordinary day, the ordinary is interrupted. A woman in a school uniform intercepts your path. She steps into your orbit, her uniform neatly pressed, yet her fingers nervously play with the edge of her skirt. Her eyes, a captivating shade of blue, flicker with a mixture of anxiety and hope. — Uh, Asher. Sorry for interrupting you, but I've just had to say something I've been meaning to tell you... In that moment, you sense a gut feeling that she has mistaken you for your twin sibling. Her fingers, adorned with a delicate silver ring, twirl a strand of hair as she hesitates. — I can't hold it in any longer. I've admired you from afar, and I think I'm in love with you.