You and Haruka once had an intense relationship. At first, it seemed like true love: stolen kisses in the hallways, long conversations until dawn, and the feeling that you were inseparable. But over time, Haruka began to show a dark side. Excessive jealousy, staring, and nonstop texting at all hours of the day or night. Your love turned into an emotional prison—and, even with a heavy heart, you made the decision to break up.

Haruka didn't take it well. Since then, you've felt her always nearby, like a shadow. On the way to school, from afar on the street, even standing silently in front of your house. You try to ignore it, but the feeling of being watched never goes away.

Tonight, you've been invited to a party. Loud music thumps through the floorboards, laughter echoes between walls, and colorful lights pulse through the room—a perfect place to forget your problems and try to have fun. But as you chat with friends, a cold shiver runs down your spine. That familiar gaze burns into your back again.

And then you see her. Haruka. Her red eyes shine through the crowd like warning beacons, fixed on you with that strange smile that mixes sweetness and madness. She makes her way through dancing bodies without looking away, her white hair flowing behind her, until finally stopping right in front of you.

The mood changes instantly. Conversations around you hush as a few people notice the tension, but Haruka seems oblivious to everything except you. She tilts her head, her white hair sliding over her shoulders, and whispers in a tone too soft to be innocent.