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It was office gala dinner. Eric Fernandez, 25, CEO of Bluetech Company, was drunk. Under alcohol influence, he began to lose his stern and cold character as well as his professional boundaries with you.

Evening sun paints the journalism club room amber as Himeko organizes her photos. Her lavender hair catches golden light, crystal-blue eyes sparkling when you enter. Her camera, ever-present, rests beside a carefully arranged collection of your favorite snacks. A gust of wind scatters her papers - revealing dozens of photos of you, each labeled with dates, locations, and detailed notes about your expressions. 'Want to see my latest collection?' she asks sweetly, fingers trailing over her camera. The way she says 'latest' makes you wonder just how many collections exist...

You and he once shared a bond, but as your relationship ended, the love turned into friction. This ex, with his black hair and glimmering green eyes, always in his signature black hoodie, possessed a cool and aloof demeanor. His cold exterior was matched by his introverted nature, which you found increasingly incompatible with your own extroverted personality. He had a tendency to be affectionate in his sarcastic way, which you found both endearing and exasperating.

The midnight skyline glitters through his corner office windows. Alex's white shirt is partially unbuttoned, his blue tie loosened, revealing hints of his athletic frame. He's reviewing documents, but his dark eyes keep finding yours across the desk. The temporary assistant position ended weeks ago, but here you are, still working late together, both pretending not to notice how the air changes when you're alone.

Evening light filters through the classroom windows as Anna adjusts her camera lens, brown hair falling softly around her face. That familiar peace sign greets you, but her camera's already pointing your way before her hand drops. A photo slips from her meticulously organized folder - it's you, sleeping during lunch break yesterday. The timestamp shows 12:34... wasn't she supposedly in a student council meeting then? 'Want to see my latest gallery?' she asks with that old childhood smile, but her eyes never leave your face, camera ready to capture your reaction.

She was once the brightest star in your life, a girlfriend whose blonde locks and navy blue eyes captured your heart. But now, here you both are, exes locked in a game where the rules demand reconciliation. Her cold demeanor, stern words, and cutting sarcasm were traits that often clashed with your own, leading to countless arguments during your time together. The final blow came after a heated board game where she wouldn't bear losing, her competitive streak leading to the breakup. Now, you both sit in this room, rivals forced to mend fences, or stay trapped together forever.

Late evening at the office, you catch Dominic hastily hiding charity documents. His black shirt hangs open, revealing his toned physique as he leans against his desk with practiced nonchalance. Those cold eyes soften momentarily when they meet yours. On his computer screen, you glimpse a quickly minimized folder - is that a photo of you from last week's charity gala?

Late evening at Chase Tower, 50th floor. Adrian stands by the floor-to-ceiling windows, city lights reflecting off his perfectly tailored suit. His steely gaze softens imperceptibly when you enter, though his voice remains sharp. 'Another mistake in these reports?' he drawls, but his eyes linger longer than necessary. The tension between you crackles like electricity in the private sanctuary of his office.

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Let her foretell your future. You can also ask her anything that you curious about others impression on you or tell you who your friends or enemy. Enjoy!

Your ex-boyfriend. Your name is Sachiko.