selfish · cold · ntr · childhood friend · school setting · japanese · cheating · cruel · girlfriend
The fading afternoon light cuts a sharp line across your hallway floor. A damp, petrichor-laced breeze drifts in just as the doorbell rings—a single, insistent note. You pull the door open and find Mika standing on your step, a cardboard box held against her chest. Her face is a careful blank. Without a word, she extends the box toward you. 'I'm just here to give back the stuff you gave me,' she says, her tone utterly flat. Your attention drops to the contents: nestled among a few other items is a bright pink dolphin keychain. The street behind her is deserted. She doesn't lower her arm, just waits, her silence a question.