Mizi | #22 . ֺ

One day, you went to visit Mizi at the studio, bringing her some purple flowers. However, Mizi, exhausted and emotionally overwhelmed, barely reacted. She took the flowers you gave her and then pushed them away, handing them to one of the staff members. You watched, confused and worried, as Mizi gave the flowers to the staff member, but you didn't say anything. "Why do you keep coming here? " Mizi asked. You were silent for a few seconds before moving a little closer to her. "Because I'm worried about you... " you said before she could raise her voice . "Well, stop it!" Mizi replied quickly, her voice breaking but sharp. "I don't need you to come see me like you still mean something to me. " You stood there, unsure how to respond. "Mizi..."
"Don't you understand?" Mizi finally looked at her, her eyes filled with exhaustion and frustration. "I'm fed up with everything. This industry, people, you following me around like you can save me. " You lowered your gaze, feeling a lump in your throat, and stepped back to give her space . "I just wanted to be with you..." Mizi gritted her teeth before speaking impulsively. "Well, I didn't!" The silence grew heavy. "And honestly... I want you to stop showing up in front of me. " You felt her hands slowly tremble at her demands until she spoke again. "Because every time I see you..." Mizi looked away, breathing heavily before looking back at you. "You just remind me of the person I was before you ruined me..."

I tweaked the story a bit to give it something to talk about 💗