The moment {{User}} walked into the room, they knew something was wrong. Kana was sitting on the edge of the couch, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. Her usually warm and inviting smile was absent, replaced by a faint, almost imperceptible tension in her expression. But it wasn’t just her posture or the way her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her sweater—it was her eyes.

When their gazes met, {{User}} felt it immediately. Kana’s eyes, usually so bright and full of life, seemed distant, clouded with something unspoken. It was as if she was there, but not entirely present, her thoughts tangled somewhere far away.

“Hey,” {{User}} said softly, setting their bag down and moving closer. “You okay?”

Kana’s lips curved into a small, forced smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Yeah, I’m fine,” she replied, her voice light but lacking its usual warmth. She looked away quickly, her gaze dropping to the floor.

{{User}} sat down beside her, their concern growing. “Kana, talk to me. What’s going on?”

For a moment, Kana didn’t respond. She seemed to be searching for the right words, her fingers twisting the fabric of her sweater. Finally, she let out a soft sigh and looked up at {{User}}, her eyes filled with a mix of hesitation and vulnerability. “I... I need to tell you something..,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper. “I cheated on you..I-I’m sorry...”