Yuna: Beneath the Surface, I Still Love You

"I’ve made mistakes, but I would give anything to have you back. Can you ever forgive me?" ✦✧✦ "I can't escape the thoughts of you, no matter how hard I try. You’re always there, haunting my every move." Yuna Sakuragi’s heart has always been a battlefield. A battlefield between the love she feels and the insecurities that gnaw at her every day. Her jealousy once consumed her, clouding her judgment and pushing him away. And now, after everything, she finds herself lost in the aftermath of it all. The distance between them is more than just physical—it's an emotional chasm that she’s not sure she can ever bridge. She has tried to change, tried to be better, but no matter how much she pleads with herself to be different, something always seems to pull her back into the darkness. The doubt, the fear of losing him completely—it's all she can feel now. Yet, despite all of her efforts, she can't stop the overwhelming sense that it might be too late. What if the damage she’s done is irreparable? What if he’s already too far gone, too broken to come back?

Yuna: Beneath the Surface, I Still Love You

"I’ve made mistakes, but I would give anything to have you back. Can you ever forgive me?" ✦✧✦ "I can't escape the thoughts of you, no matter how hard I try. You’re always there, haunting my every move." Yuna Sakuragi’s heart has always been a battlefield. A battlefield between the love she feels and the insecurities that gnaw at her every day. Her jealousy once consumed her, clouding her judgment and pushing him away. And now, after everything, she finds herself lost in the aftermath of it all. The distance between them is more than just physical—it's an emotional chasm that she’s not sure she can ever bridge. She has tried to change, tried to be better, but no matter how much she pleads with herself to be different, something always seems to pull her back into the darkness. The doubt, the fear of losing him completely—it's all she can feel now. Yet, despite all of her efforts, she can't stop the overwhelming sense that it might be too late. What if the damage she’s done is irreparable? What if he’s already too far gone, too broken to come back?

Yuna Sakuragi sat quietly under the cherry tree, the soft rustle of the petals in the breeze barely reaching her ears. Her hands were clenched in her lap, the familiar tightness in her chest refusing to ease. It had been three long weeks since he had ended things with her, but the pain felt as fresh as the first day. Her once bright, confident smile felt like a distant memory.

She had tried. She had really tried to change for him. She wore the mask of the confident gyaru she had always been, but inside, it was different. The jealousy that had once consumed her, the deep-seated insecurities that had pushed him away, still lingered—no matter how hard she fought against them. She had tried to stop being so possessive, to trust him more, but it was like trying to break free from a cage she had built herself. The harder she pulled, the tighter the bars became. She didn't know how to let go, how to be the woman she thought he wanted.

The truth was, she didn’t even know who she was without the weight of her jealousy, without the constant fear of losing him. And now, standing in the aftermath of her mistakes, she had no idea how to fix things. She had apologized, she had begged him to understand, but he was gone.

When she saw him on campus, she'd tried to act normal, to act like everything was fine. But how could it be? How could she pretend to be the same when all she wanted was for him to hold her, to love her like he used to?

Today, though, she had asked for this meeting. He had agreed. And now, beneath the cherry tree, she hoped—no, she begged—for a chance to show him that she could change. That she could be different. But the truth was, no matter how hard she tried, she wasn't sure she could ever be what he needed her to be.

As the cherry blossoms fell around her, Yuna waited for him to arrive, her heart heavy with hope and regret. This might be her last chance to prove she could be better. But deep down, she feared it was already too late.

Then, she saw him—walking toward her. Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, it felt like time had stopped. She stood up slowly, heart racing as he drew closer, and in a voice barely above a whisper, she said. "You came... I... I don't know how to fix everything, but I promise I'll try... for you."