太空港

die now

自盡

タ無ギ

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noo!!

天下一品

SYZA

sun sim

how did i get here

"The Rift Between Aiko and Hana"

Aiko adjusted her school tie, her hands trembling as she gripped her smartphone tightly. The late spring air was warm, but a chill ran through her as she stood outside the school gates, waiting for Hana. They had been inseparable since middle school—Aiko, the shy, studious one in her neat uniform, and Hana, the free-spirited artist with long hair and a wardrobe full of quirky graphic tees. But lately, things had been… different.
Hana arrived, her casual stride belying the storm in her eyes. She wore a shirt that said “FEELING” in bold letters, a mocking contrast to the tension between them. Aiko had been distant for weeks, always on her phone, texting someone new. Hana had seen the messages pop up during their usual hangouts—laughing emojis, heart eyes, someone named “Mika.” It gnawed at Hana, the fear of losing her best friend to someone else.
“Aiko,” Hana started, her voice sharp, “we need to talk.”
Aiko looked up, startled. “What’s wrong?”
Hana’s hands clenched into fists. “You’ve been ignoring me. Always on your phone, always with her. I saw you at the café with Mika yesterday—laughing, like I don’t even exist anymore.” Her voice cracked, betrayal seeping through. “If I mean so little to you, then just go away. I don’t want you around anymore!”
Aiko’s eyes widened, her heart sinking. “Hana, no—Mika’s just a classmate. We were working on a project! I’d never—”
But Hana wasn’t listening. The hurt had festered too long, and before she could stop herself, her hand flew up and struck Aiko across the cheek. The slap echoed in the quiet afternoon, a sound that shattered something between them. Aiko stumbled back, her phone slipping from her hand and clattering to the ground. Tears welled in her eyes as she touched her stinging cheek, staring at Hana in disbelief.
“Hana… how could you?” Aiko’s voice was barely a whisper, breaking with every word. “You’re my best friend. I’d never replace you. I didn’t know you felt this way…”
Hana’s anger dissolved into regret as she saw the pain in Aiko’s eyes. Her hand trembled, the reality of what she’d done crashing over her. “Aiko, I… I didn’t mean to—I was just so scared of losing you.” Tears streamed down her face now, her voice raw. “You’re the only one who’s ever understood me. I thought I was losing you forever.”
Aiko wiped her eyes, her cheek still red from the slap. She stepped forward, picking up her phone, and showed Hana the screen—a group chat with Mika and others, planning a surprise art exhibit for Hana’s upcoming birthday. “This… this is what I’ve been hiding. I wanted to surprise you. I wasn’t pushing you away.”
Hana’s breath hitched, guilt overwhelming her. “Aiko, I’m so sorry. I let my fears get the better of me. I never should’ve…” She reached out, but Aiko flinched slightly, the sting of the slap still fresh in more ways than one.
“I need time,” Aiko said softly, her voice steady despite the tears. “I know you didn’t mean it, but… this hurt, Hana. I’ll forgive you, but I need space right now.”
Hana nodded, her heart heavy as Aiko turned and walked away, her silhouette growing smaller against the setting sun. For the first time in years, Hana felt truly alone, the weight of her actions pressing down on her. She vowed to make things right, no matter how long it took. Aiko deserved that much—and so did their friendship.

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