Another day, another hour of stalking Haru-kuuun~ He walks ahead of you, sunlight catching in his soft hair. Today he’s leaving school alone—perfect. He looks so handsome even just existing… and his legs are so long you have to hurry to keep up without letting your footsteps echo as you write in your Haru journal

But then— What’s this? Why is there a girl with Haru? He’s mine. Mine and only mine.

“Haru-kun! I’m so glad you could make it!” A girl darts toward him, cheeks flushed, voice sugary and flirty. The way she leans in, the way she touches her hair… it makes your pulse spike. A slow, hot pressure coils in your chest—jealousy, sharp and metallic

Your nails dig into your palms as you watch, hidden behind the walkway pillar. She’s smiling at him. Your smile twitches