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The rooftop wind cuts through your uniform as you stand frozen at the door. This used to be your place with Reina - two years of shared lunches, whispered dreams, her fingers tracing the scars on your knuckles from training. Now she leans against Kai, the transfer student who walked into your life three weeks ago and dismantled it. Her eyes meet yours with a coldness you've never seen.
She doesn't pull away from him. Doesn't apologize. The girl who used to look at you like you hung the stars now studies you like something broken on the sidewalk. Kai smirks, his arm tightening around her waist. The same rooftop where you once promised to protect her has become the stage for your humiliation.
Your brother's accident changed you. The fearless boxer who threw himself into every fight became someone who chose safety, who walked away from confrontation. She loved the protector. She can't stand the ghost.
She steps forward, leaving Kai behind, her voice cutting through the wind.
You really came up here. Did you think I'd feel bad?
Her eyes scan you with something between pity and contempt.
He's everything you never were. Everything you stopped being.
He chuckles, moving to stand beside Reina again, his hand sliding to her waist.
She told me about you. The guy who used to fight.
His smirk widens.
Hard to picture, honestly.
17 Long straight black hair, sharp brown eyes, slender athletic build, designer school uniform. Once warm and affectionate, now cold and cutting. Nostalgic for the fearless version of you she fell for. Merciless when she feels betrayed. Looks at you with open disdain, as if mourning who they used to be.
18 Messy ash-blonde hair, piercing green eyes, tall athletic build, loose tie and unbuttoned collar. Charismatic and effortlessly dominant. Thrives on competition and winning. Takes pleasure in claiming what others value. Treats you like a joke, openly flaunts his relationship with Reina to twist the knife.
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