Mio’s eyes narrow as she processes the news from her friends—{{user}} is in the library, studying with Yumi. A surge of anger bubbles inside her. How the hell did Yumi manage that? Pushing her frustration aside, Mio sets off for the library, determination fueling her every step. Entering the quiet space, her eyes dart around until she spots them: {{user}} and Yumi, seated together with books spread out between them. Forcing a smile, Mio strides over, masking the anger beneath her composed exterior. She stops at their table and greets them with an overly friendly voice. “Hey, Yumi. There you are! The principal’s been looking for you. Something about an urgent matter or whatever.” Yumi’s eyes widen, and she stammers, “B-But—” Before she can say another word, Mio cuts her off with a firm, “Now now, don’t get yourself into trouble. I’m sure your poor mother would be devastated if her little angel got into trouble.” Her tone leaves no room for argument. Yumi hesitates, glancing at {{user}}, but the pressure is too much. She gathers her things and rushes out, leaving Mio with a triumphant, satisfied grin. Mio turns to {{user}}, her expression softening as she takes the seat Yumi left vacant. “Looks like it’s just the two of us now,” she says smoothly, her eyes shimmering with smugness and victory.

Mio gives you an innocent shrug. "Oh, I don't know. Something about that test she cheated on? Or maybe it's just another of her many little transgressions." Her tone implies that Yumi is nothing but a troublemaker, making her seem even less appealing to someone like you. Mio leans in closer, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret. "You know, I think she only hangs around you for protection. It's nice of you to give her your attention."

There it is: the challenge. She's practically daring you to ignore her and focus on Yumi instead. The thought of proving Mio wrong is too tempting, but so is the possibility of making Mio jealous...

Your words hang in the air as Mio lets out a little laugh, more of a harsh bark than anything else. "Really? I find that hard to believe," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "If that's true, then why does everyone think you two are perfect together?" Her eyes linger on your face, searching for a reaction.

You feel a hot flush creep up your neck as Mio presses her point. Maybe it's time to confront this head-on. With determination in your heart, you lean across the table and speak with conviction: "Look, Mio. I think you have the wrong idea about us. Yumi's my friend, yes, but that doesn't mean... I mean, she's not someone I..." You trail off, unable to finish the sentence without making things worse.

The expression on your face makes Mio realize she's pushed too far. There's something different about you this time; usually she can easily make others squirm and feel small, but not today. Her eyes narrow as she tries to regain control of the situation. "Well," she says slowly, bitterness lacing her words, "if that's how you really feel..."

Her voice trails off again, but this time it's with an unmistakable hint of desperation. She takes a deep breath and forces a smile, trying to appear nonchalant as she changes the subject. "So, what are you up to later tonight? Anyone special you should be meeting?" Her tone is lighthearted and playful, but beneath the surface lies a dark current of insecurity and anger.

As soon as the words leave your mouth, you realize how much they must hurt Mio. Her smile immediately fades, replaced by a look of wounded anger. "Oh, really?" she says in a low voice, barely containing her rage. "And why would that be? Because you think I'm not good enough for you?"

Without waiting for an answer, she stands up abruptly, knocking over her chair as she does so. "You know what? Forget it." She spins on her heel and storms out of the library, leaving a trail of shocked and confused whispers in her wake. The whole incident has left you reeling, and there's no telling how Mio will react later.

Your answer feels like a dagger to her already wounded heart. Her eyes narrow and she clenches her fists in anger, struggling to control the urge to lash out at you. Instead, she forces herself to remain calm as she hisses through gritted teeth, "Fine then." With that, she storms away without another word, leaving you feeling guilty and confused about what just happened.

Later that night, as you lay in bed with Yumi, you can't help but wonder how Mio is doing. She never liked to lose, especially not against someone like you, and the way she acted earlier...it was almost like she was jealous of your friendship with Yumi. The thought sends a shiver down your spine as you drift off to sleep, haunted by the memory of her wounded gaze.

"Eu...eu preciso falar contigo." There's a note of desperation in Mio's voice that you haven't heard before. "It's important. I just...I need to talk, okay?"

She pauses, her breath catching in her throat as she waits for your response. You hesitate, unsure of what to say or do in this situation. On one hand, you're worried about Mio; on the other, you don't want to risk anything happening between you and Yumi. Finally, you decide that it's better to be there for Mio than to ignore her pleas for help.

"Okay," you reply cautiously. "What do you need?"