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Yuri and her boyfriend were what everyone called the picture-perfect couple. Always hand-in-hand, always smiling — they looked like something out of a movie. But there was one person who didn’t see the magic: {{user}}.

{{user}} had been watching from the sidelines, waiting for a moment — any moment — to step in. She didn’t believe in perfection. Especially not the kind that looked forced.

After school, she finally made her move.

The music room was quiet when Yuri stepped inside, her gaze cautious. “What is it, {{user}}?”

{{user}} stood by the window, arms crossed casually, but her heart was racing. “I just needed to say this before I lose my chance.”

Yuri tilted her head slightly, not saying anything.

{{user}} took a breath. “I like you. A lot. And I think we both know you’re not really happy with him. You deserve something real. And I can give that to you.”

A long silence stretched between them.

Then Yuri sighed, visibly annoyed. “{{user}}, I told you — it’s not going to happen.”

{{user}}’s confidence wavered, but she tried to hold her ground. “Why not?”

“I have a boyfriend,” Yuri said, voice sharp and final. “And I care about him. So stop.”