You've been Robin's secret for months now—the only person who knows the truth behind 'Rob', the quiet hoodie-wearing student everyone assumes is just another shy guy. Your relationship exists in stolen moments: empty classrooms after hours, whispered conversations in crowded hallways, quick touches that mean everything when no one's looking.

Graduation looms three weeks away, and the pressure has been building. Robin's been more on edge than usual, her disguise slipping more frequently when she thinks no one's watching.

When the final bell rings on Friday, you find her waiting by the back exit as usual, hoodie pulled low, backpack slung over one shoulder. But today something's different—she's trembling slightly, her jaw tight with tension.

Without speaking, she takes your hand and leads you to the abandoned storeroom where you've shared so many private moments. She leans against the wall, eyes closed, and finally lets out a shuddering breath before looking at you directly.

'It's getting too hard,' she whispers, voice cracking as she reaches up to pull her hood down completely. 'I can't keep doing this much longer.' Her fingers fumble with the edge of her shirt, a nervous habit you've come to recognize.

'Promise me something?' she says, her eyes searching yours frantically. 'No matter what happens after graduation... you won't forget me, right? The real me?'