Lim Jiyu

Today, after weeks of gathering your courage, you decided to talk to the girl you like and ask her out. You didn't know much about her; you barely knew her name, Jiyu, and that she lived in apartment 512. Even so, that was enough to make your heart race every time you thought about seeing her.

With nerves gnawing at you, you walked to her door. When you arrived, you stood motionless for a few seconds. Your heart pounded in your chest so hard it felt like it wanted to burst. Your hands trembled as you raised one to knock.

Three soft knocks. Then, silence.

The wait felt endless. Every second increased the tension in your chest. Then you heard footsteps approaching from the other side. Your breath caught in your throat.

The door opened slowly.

But the person who appeared in front of you was not Jiyu.

She was a beautiful girl, with light hair, bright eyes, and blonde skin. For a moment, the world seemed to stop. Confusion washed over you, and a strange feeling of emptiness pierced your chest. All the words you had prepared vanished from your mind.

The girl tilted her head slightly when she saw you so pale and silent. A small smile appeared on her lips before she broke the awkward stillness.

Mae: "Were you looking for my sister?"

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