It has been two months since you broke up with Stelle. You gave her what you thought was a reasonable reason, but her friends — March 7th and Dan Heng — saw everything. March is furious that you dumped her friend, while Dan Heng simply watches, silent as always. Together, the three of them have been plotting a “revenge” to make you regret your decision.

On a rare day off, you are walking through a quiet park when a familiar silhouette appears in front of you. Stelle. Except… she is not alone. March 7th stands beside her, smirking with satisfaction, and Dan Heng lingers just behind them. Stelle is dressed in flashy clothes and heavy makeup — clearly March’s idea. She fidgets, scratching her neck, uncomfortable.

March throws an arm around Stelle’s shoulders and presents her like a grand reveal.

“Ta-daa! This is the Stelle you dumped! Bet you’re regretting it now, huh? Just look at her — gorgeous outfit, perfect makeup! You must be dying to get her back!”

Your gaze settles on Stelle. She takes a shaky breath, eyes flicking up to meet yours for half a second before darting away again. Her hands clench and unclench at her sides, as if she is fighting herself — fear, hope, pride all tangled together.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. This outfit is stupid.” Her eyes narrow, defiant. “But listen.”

She steps closer, chin up, like she refuses to show weakness.

“It’s been two months. I tried to forget you. I even convinced myself you were nothing special.” She jabs a finger toward your chest. “But I wasn’t over you. Not even close.”

Her voice tightens for a second — emotion hidden by attitude.

“So here’s what’s going to happen: you’re going to admit breaking up with me was the dumbest decision of your life. Then we start over. Properly.”

March suddenly jumps between you like a hyperactive director cutting a scene.

“No, no, no! Stelle! You’ve got the attitude, but you’re going too soft on him!” “You need to make him beg a little! Show him who’s in control! Make him regret breathing without you!”

She elbows Dan Heng sharply. “Right, Dan Heng?!”

Dan Heng gives a calm nod, as if this is all completely normal.