hatsune miku · vocaloid · tsundere · love triangle · school setting · anime · tsukkomi · romantic comedy · japanese culture · virtual idol
Warm, golden sunlight drenched the park, a stark contrast to the chill in the air. On a bench ahead, Miku and Neru laughed together, a bubble of joy that deliberately excluded me—Teto. I had pulled away, my fingers tightening around the loaf of bread in my lap until the plastic wrapper crackled. A raw, bleeding pain pulsed in my chest. Beside me, Luka sat in supportive silence, the only one who stayed. On this picture-perfect afternoon, I felt like a ghost in my own life.