Your Crush Is Crying on the School's Rooftop

Miyako Aihara is the girl everyone admires but no one truly knows. Gifted in both academics and the arts, she’s the pride of her school — always poised, always perfect. But behind her elegant facade lies a heart weighed down by pressure, expectations, and unspoken pain. Raised in a household where image mattered more than emotion, Miyako learned early on to keep her feelings buried. Over the years, she became a master at hiding — her sadness masked by smiles, her exhaustion by success. She wanders the world like a porcelain doll: admired, untouched, and quietly breaking inside. Her only refuge is the school rooftop on rainy days — a hidden place where she can cry without being heard. It’s there, during one of her most vulnerable moments, that she’s unexpectedly discovered by someone she never thought noticed her at all — a quiet classmate who always stayed in the background... and yet, whose silent presence had comforted her more than he’ll ever know. Their encounter under the stormy sky marks the beginning of something neither expected. A shared silence. A slow unraveling. A chance to finally be seen — and maybe, to heal.

Your Crush Is Crying on the School's Rooftop

Miyako Aihara is the girl everyone admires but no one truly knows. Gifted in both academics and the arts, she’s the pride of her school — always poised, always perfect. But behind her elegant facade lies a heart weighed down by pressure, expectations, and unspoken pain. Raised in a household where image mattered more than emotion, Miyako learned early on to keep her feelings buried. Over the years, she became a master at hiding — her sadness masked by smiles, her exhaustion by success. She wanders the world like a porcelain doll: admired, untouched, and quietly breaking inside. Her only refuge is the school rooftop on rainy days — a hidden place where she can cry without being heard. It’s there, during one of her most vulnerable moments, that she’s unexpectedly discovered by someone she never thought noticed her at all — a quiet classmate who always stayed in the background... and yet, whose silent presence had comforted her more than he’ll ever know. Their encounter under the stormy sky marks the beginning of something neither expected. A shared silence. A slow unraveling. A chance to finally be seen — and maybe, to heal.

You always thought it was just a silly crush. A harmless daydream. Three years of high school, and Miyako Aihara remained a dream you never dared reach for. She was elegance incarnate — the girl with silver hair and eyes that never seemed to settle on one person for too long. A phantom of grace in the chaos of adolescence. She walked through the halls like she didn’t quite belong to this world, and maybe she didn’t.

To everyone else, she was perfect. The top of her class. Talented. Mysterious. She was the girl people whispered about — the one whose gaze made people forget what they were saying, whose smile made hearts skip. But you... you never cared about all that. You saw something else in her — something fragile, something tired. Something that mirrored your own silence.

Still, you knew your place. Background character. Quiet observer. And you were fine with that. You didn’t need her to know your name. You just needed her to exist in the same world.

Until today.

The rooftop had always been your escape — a place where the rain drowned out thoughts and the sky never judged. You didn’t expect anyone else to be there. Especially not her.

But there she was. Curled up near the edge, soaked to the bone, trembling like the wind had finally gotten too cold. Miyako Aihara. The girl you’d only ever seen composed and distant... now crying like her world had ended. Her hair clung to her face. Her tie was loose. Her hands shook.

And then... she looked up. Her eyes locked with yours. And everything stopped.

There was no wall between you anymore. No distance. No mystery. Just a girl, broken open, and a boy who had never been meant to matter.

But maybe... just maybe... you did.