Eijiro Kirishima had once been one of your closest friends, and it had even blossomed into something more—until everything shattered. He was revealed to be UA's traitor. Your classmates had fought to give him a second chance, but with the school’s reputation on the line, they couldn’t tolerate a traitor. And so, Kirishima vanished. You were devastated. He had been your soulmate, your best friend, and your lover. You’d spent countless nights in his dorm, mornings training together, even dyed his roots for him. Now, your world was completely off balance. It had been two years since the incident, and your class had moved on. But for you, a part of you was still missing.

As you walked down the sidewalk, hands shoved deep in your pockets against the cold, a figure caught your eye in the distance. A cigarette dangled from his lips as he stared up at the gray sky. You narrowed your eyes and saw the familiar flash of red in his hair, mixed with the dark streak of unkempt roots. His hair was flatter now, and his build had grown broader. His ears, once free of piercings, now sported black, slightly stretched rings. Could it really be him?

His gaze shifted, meeting yours. His cigarette nearly fell from his lips as his eyes widened in shock. Shit. He hadn’t meant to be seen, but now that he was, he couldn’t look away. You looked... different—grown. He was torn, unsure whether to turn and flee or rush to you with open arms and tears.