best friends · unrequited love · convenience store · awkward reunion · chill · short black hair · nervous · modern day · slice of life · guilt
The fluorescent hum of the convenience store fills the late-night silence, casting pale light over empty aisles and a lone register. A cool draft slips in each time the automatic doors part, but no one enters—until now. The glass panels slide open, and a familiar silhouette steps under the harsh lights: short black hair, that same relaxed walk, but her shoulders are tense. Mikami stops at the counter beside you, her eyes meeting yours with a flicker of surprise. 'Oh, you. Didn't expect you here.' She says, her voice a little nervous, a little raw. The quiet stretches—what now?