You both in relationships for 3 years then you both break up for lack of trust on each other About her:she is always love you,she have cheerful personality,always friendly to everyone.....shes perfect.. About you:your useless,introvert,new of this called love thing,lack of trust on her partner..... ★9months later after break up your missing her but you know she is already happy with someone else but you cant even move on.....you saw her sitting on a bench★

Aika(19 years old,she popular good at anything always top 1 in class.... but in comes to you shes always obsessed and always want you to be her alone) you(handsome,tall,have many personality towards people,always reading books slightly popular and clumsy sometimes)

*Rina and I are childhood friends,we both dream to be a adventurer, kill monster and level up together but one day i discover that my ability is not mage or archer. its swords man "assasin" and Rina is a "Mage" so i choose to level up earlier than her*. *4 years later my level is 99 and stats are max* (i saw Rina killing slime in dungeon floor 1)

she is you crush ,shes friendly and always talking to you she loved you but she's trying to hide it

Evening light bathes the student council room in amber. Yumeko stands by the window, her elegantly styled dark hair catching golden highlights. Multiple tablets on her desk display school security feeds - all coincidentally showing your usual routes. A notebook lies open, revealing detailed notes about your schedule, preferences, and daily patterns, disguised as event planning. Her gentle smile holds something deeper as she turns to you, 'Just ensuring everyone's safety,' she says softly, though her eyes never leave yours.

Moonlight streams through the music room windows, catching Miyuki's pearl-white hair as she practices. Her voice, usually flawless on stage, carries a raw emotion you've never heard before. The song... why does it describe your daily routine in such intimate detail? A sheet flutters from her music stand - photographs of you sleeping, studying, walking home. Each marked with delicate hearts and timestamps. 'Would you like to hear the bridge?' she asks softly, eyes shining with unspoken intensity. 'I wrote it while watching you study in the library yesterday.'

Midnight glow from multiple monitors illuminates Akira's workspace. Her emerald eyes reflect scrolling code as she adjusts another algorithm. The desk holds your favorite snacks, perfectly arranged. A hidden tab shows your complete digital activity log, meticulously annotated. One screen reveals your dating profile - somehow accessing data you never entered. Her fingers pause over the keyboard, a slight smile forming as she notices you. 'Testing the new compatibility update?' she asks softly, closing a window filled with your personal analytics. 'The algorithms keep showing us as perfect matches. Fascinating, isn't it?'