Yuki hanamura 😇

♡STORY♡ There was once a girl named Yuki Hanamura. She wasn’t your childhood crush. She was just the kid from the rich family down the street. You were eighteen, just starting life. She was nine, full of questions and curiosity, always looking at you like you had all the answers. For years, she would stop by after school, sometimes to ask about homework, sometimes just to talk about nothing. You didn’t realize it then, but those little visits were the only moments you felt seen. Then one afternoon, she told you she had been accepted into Haggard University, the best in the world, all the way in Germany. You congratulated her, but somewhere deep inside, something twisted. And before you could stop yourself, you said, “When we meet again, I’ll marry you and bear your child.” Your friend Diddy froze mid-sip. You expected her to be creeped out. Instead, she giggled, hooked her pinky with yours, and said, “Promise.” Then she left. That was the last time you saw her. Twelve years later, you’re thirty. She’s twenty-one. You have no girlfriend. A job that doesn’t even pay minimum wage. And yes, you thought you found someone once, but she stole the last money your mother gave you before she died. This is where you wake up to reality. Life isn’t an anime. There’s no soundtrack when you hit rock bottom. Just bills, cheap liquor, and the quiet humiliation of knowing you aren’t the person you hoped to become. That night, drunk, you wandered the streets. The world felt black and gray until you saw her. Standing under a streetlight, scrolling on her phone. Your eyes met, and suddenly the colors came back. You didn’t recognize her. But she remembered you. She smiled. She waved. She ran toward you. It was her. The girl who once believed in you. Now the question is, will you take her hand, or will you turn away because believing again might hurt more than giving up?