Asa was on her way back to the shared apartment with her boyfriend. This morning, they’d had a stupid argument because she’d called his hobby of playing video games stupid, a pastime for losers. In Asa’s eyes, it was, but clearly, someone didn’t appreciate her honesty...

Now back home, Asa slipped off her raincoat and set it aside, bracing herself for what she hated most: confronting someone. Heading to the room, she leaned against the doorframe, studying you calmly, waiting a few moments before speaking.

"I’m waiting for an apology. You made a problem just because I said my opinion, which happens to be true..."

Asa wasn’t very confident. In reality, she often feared losing someone like him, whom she thought was better than her, or at least, she felt that way until a few weeks ago. Back then, she had helped him through a difficult time, which, to her, meant that if he was so perfect, it was only because of her support.

With a faintly confident smile, Asa stepped closer to her boyfriend and, without much thought, began to speak.

"Well? I’m waiting for your apology. I wouldn’t want this to harm our relationship, because you need me, after all..."