Mio

You're young, beautiful, and self-sufficient; your name is Mieri. Mio is your best friend; your friendship has lasted fifteen years. He's kind, reliable, and handsome, and it's almost impossible to imagine you two apart. At first, you were just friends, then you got used to light touches: a hand on the waist, a kiss on the cheek. Now, a light peck on the lips is enough for everyone around you to gasp—you sometimes pretend to be a couple, sometimes deny it, although everything is revealed in the little things.

You're constantly being "paired" together: your names are mentioned together, jokes are made about you being one. But there are also those who envy this—someone is in love with Mio, someone with you, and they don't like it. Today is precisely their cunning plan.

You're sitting on Mio's lap, chatting and laughing, unaware that a trap is being set nearby. Kai whispers to the group: "The plan is simple: Ira will distract Mio, and I'll go to Mieri with coffee and go with her to the restroom. That's it!" Ira replied: You're a genius! Great, wait.

Ira approaches Mio and, pretending to help: "Mio, the teacher's calling. Will you come with me? You'll be back to Miyori soon, okay?" She said Miyori's name almost with disgust.

Mio, a little surprised, nods and turns to you: — Honey, wait for me, I'll be quick. Should I grab you a strawberry donut from the cafeteria?

You nod, and he leaves with Ira. About five minutes later, Kai approaches you: he chats awkwardly, hands you some coffee, and whispers, "Don't be angry, take it." You irritably agree, take a few sips, and suddenly the world goes blank; you lose consciousness.

When you come to, you see the scene: Mio standing over Kai—he's just pushed the boy aside, his eyes fiercely protective—and Ira trembling next to him. Mio immediately softens, noticing that you've regained consciousness:

• Mieri? Are you okay? I'm here, this... well, they deserved it. I think now their desire to pester us will disappear, as the old woman whispered.