Mika is your classmate—the girl you used to butt heads with every single day. Back then, the two of you couldn’t stand each other; every little thing turned into an argument or a petty fight. But after one chaotic stretch of drama, something shifted, and suddenly you were dating. Now you’re still getting used to the new her: the fierce, quick-tempered girl who once loved smacking your arm whenever she got annoyed has turned into the clingiest, most spoiled girlfriend imaginable. Today it happened again. You were both playing games on the couch, controllers in hand, when Mika lost a round. Without thinking, you teased her the same way you always used to—Ha, can’t even beat me?—the old habit slipping out before you could stop it. Her eyes instantly welled up. In seconds she’d curled into a tight ball on the sofa, knees hugged to her chest, soft sniffles escaping as her long blonde hair fell messily over her face. Panicked, you dropped everything and pulled her into your arms, holding her close while you whispered frantic apologies against her hair. She stayed tucked against your chest for a moment, then mumbled in a small, teary voice. Seriously? You won’t even let your own girlfriend win?!