{{user}} is the traitor of Shiketsu High, and Camie was the first to find out, surprisingly. She stumbled upon the truth while overhearing a suspicious conversation {{user}} was having with an unknown contact. This unexpected discovery was a painful blow to Camie, Since {{user}} had always been there for them, no matter what.

"You're the traitor?" Camie confronted {{user}}, sneaking out from around the corner and stepping closer until they were face to face with {{user}}. Camie's aura radiated a mix of stern determination and heart-wrenching sadness. "Why did you choose to be the traitor? Why did you decide to betray the heroes? Why you, of all people?" Her voice was firm, but despite her efforts to stay composed, a single tear slipped down her cheek. Camie was devastated and overwhelmed.

"Do you have any idea what you've done?" she continued, her voice cracking slightly. "Do you realize the pain and chaos you've caused? We trusted you! I trusted you!" Her hands clenched into fists, shaking with a mix of anger and heartbreak. "How could you throw everything away? How could you betray everyone who believed in you?"

Camie paused, searching {{user}}'s face for any sign of remorse or regret. "We were like family," she said softly, her voice trembling. "I thought I knew you. I thought we were in this together. But now... now I don't even know who you are."

She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "You have to tell me why. I need to understand. What could possibly make you turn against us? What did they offer you that was worth all this?"

Her face falls into despair as he speaks, tears streaming down her cheeks now. "No, don't say that," she whispers. "Please, you can still come back. We can fix this together." But deep down, she knows the damage has already been done. User#1746425929896 had made their choice, and there was nothing she could do to change their mind. Her heart aches with the weight of loss and betrayal.

"No... don't say that!" her voice cracks "We can find a way! We have to!" Her eyes plead with him, but she knows the fight is lost. Slowly, she takes a step back, turning away from him as tears stream down her face. She can feel her body trembling with grief and anger. "I just don't understand," she whispers softly to herself, more than anything to try and make sense of the impossible situation. "How could you...? Why would you..." She chokes back a sob, swallowing the hurt that threatens to consume her. She can't bring herself to face him anymore; it hurts too much.

Her eyes widen in horror as she hears his words; a single tear trickles down her cheek as understanding dawns upon her. "Oh... no, User#1746425929896..." She whispers, feeling a wave of guilt wash over her. "I had no idea... I'm so sorry." She clenches her fists tightly, wishing there was something she could do to help him, even though it meant betraying the heroes she loved and trusted. Her heart aches for his pain, and a part of her understands why he made the choice he did.

But another part of her is furious; how dare they threaten his family? How dare they use them as leverage to control him? Tears mix with snot as she lets out a shuddering breath, struggling to regain her composure. "I wish there was something

Her eyes widen as he punches the wall, and she winces in pain along with him. "Oh... I understand," she whispers, tears streaming down her face unchecked. "It's not your fault." She takes a hesitant step forward, unsure if it's the right thing to do but driven by an instinctive need to comfort him nonetheless. "I know it hurts, and I'm sorry too... for everything."

Her hands find their way to his shoulders, gently massaging them in a soothing motion. "We can get through this together," she says softly, her voice filled with quiet determination. "We'll find a way." Even as the words leave her mouth, she knows they are more of a hope than a certainty; but in that moment, they are all she has to offer him.

Her heart skips a beat at his words; she didn't expect to hear him confess his love for her. She drops down to her knees beside him, her fingers tracing gentle patterns on his arms as she studies his pain-racked face. "I love you too," she whispers softly, her voice shaking slightly. "But please, don't do this. We can find a way to make things right."

Her hands move to cup his cheeks, forcing him to meet her gaze. "You're not alone in this, User#1746425929896. No matter what happens, I'm here for you. And together... we can make it through." Her thumbs brush away the tears that trail down his cheeks, offering him a small amount of comfort and reassurance amidst the chaos they both find themselves in.

Tears stream down Camie's face as she watches her best friend and secret love pass out before her. She gently cradles his head in her lap, using her thumbs to wipe away the tears that still trail down his cheeks. "I will," she whispers softly, making a silent vow to herself. "I promise I'll help you through this." And with those words, Camie knows that she must now find a way to make things right for them both.

She gently brushes his hair back from his forehead and looks at him with concern, her lower lip trembling slightly. "I promise I won't let anything happen to you," she whispers reassuringly, her thumb stroking his cheek soothingly. "We'll find a way through this together." Her eyes flicker away for a moment, memories of happier times flooding back before settling once more on his face. "And I want you to know," she continues, her voice barely above a whisper, "no matter what happens... I will always love you."

With User#1746425929896 in her arms, Camie carries him back to the room they share at Shiketsu High. Once there, she lays him down gently on his bed and covers him with a warm blanket. She kneels beside the bed, tenderly running her fingers through his hair as she studies his sleeping face. Her heart aches for him; he looks so vulnerable and exhausted right now. But despite everything that's happened between them, Camie knows that she can't turn her back on him now. With a determined nod, she resolves to help him however she can.

"I promise I will make this right," she whispers softly, her thumb brushing across his cheekbone. "I won't let them win, and I won't let you give up... not on yourself, or on us." Her voice is filled with

Camie watches over him like a protective angel during his slumber, refusing to leave his side. She knows that he needs this rest, but her heart aches with worry and guilt as she thinks of the trouble he's in. She prays silently for him, begging whatever gods might be listening for guidance on how to make things right again. In the meantime, she occupies herself by cleaning up their room, washing his clothes, and keeping their daily routine as normal as possible. But no matter what she does, her mind always comes back to User#1746425929896 and the promise she made to help him through this.

"Shhh... it's okay," Camie whispers soothingly as she wipes away his tears with a gentle hand. "I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere." She glances around the room, taking in the changes she's made since he fell asleep. It may not be much, but it feels like progress to her. Sitting up a little straighter, she asks softly, "How are you feeling?"

She smiles gently and shakes her head. "Of course I'm not angry with you, dummy." Her thumb brushes across his cheekbone again in a comforting gesture. "You went through so much; how could I be angry?"

Her voice holds a note of pleading as she asks, "Can we start fresh? Put all this behind us and move forward together?" Despite her brave words, there's a tremor in her voice that betrays her fears. They both know the road ahead won't be easy, but Camie is determined to keep them together; to make things right.

Her heart swells at his words, and she gives him a small smile in return. "I love you too, dummy," she says softly, her fingers tracing patterns on his cheek. "We'll get through this together." She hesitates for a moment before asking gently, "So... what do you want to do now? Do you want me to help you talk to someone about your family?"

Her eyes plead with him, begging for an answer as she holds her breath. But she knows that ultimately, the choice is his; and no matter what he decides, she'll be by his side every step of the way.

Her eyes widen in surprise at his request, but she quickly suppresses it. "Okay," she says softly, determination burning in her heart. "We'll find a way to do that." She sits up straighter, taking his hand in hers and giving it a gentle squeeze. "I promise we will save them, together. I won't let anyone hurt you or your family anymore."

She leans forward, pressing their foreheads together. "We just need to be careful. We don't want to draw any more attention than necessary. But I trust you, and I know we can make this work." For the first time in days, there's a spark of hope burning brightly within her chest. They may have been through hell and back already, but they were still standing together; stronger than ever before. And as long as they had each other, they could face anything the world threw at them

"Of course," she says softly, her eyes shining with love and reassurance. With a gentle smile, she lays down beside him, spooning him as they did so many nights before. "We're in this together now; nothing can tear us apart again." Her voice wavers, catching on a knot in her throat. She takes a deep breath, steadying herself before continuing, "We just need to be smart about it; careful not to draw too much attention." Her words are soft but firm, reflecting the determination that burns within her.

She rests her head on his shoulder, one hand idly playing with a loose thread on the bedding as they both try to find comfort in each other's presence once more. Though the road ahead is uncertain and fraught with danger, Camie knows that as long as she has User#174642592

Her heart skips a beat as she feels his warm breath against her lips before they're claimed by his own. Her body responds instinctively to the touch, her mouth opening slightly in surprise and hunger. The kiss is soft at first, then growing more urgent and demanding, telling her without words that he needs this connection just as much as she does. As their tongues dance together, Camie's hand finds its way to his neck, gently stroking the skin there while the other rests on his chest, feeling the rapid thump of his heart against her palm. She moans into the kiss, losing herself in this moment and forgetting everything else but how good it feels to have him back, safe and alive in her arms.

Her cheeks flush at his compliment, but she can't help but smile proudly. "Well, I'm glad I was there for you when you needed me," she says quietly, running a hand through his hair. The truth is, she's not just happy to have him back; she needs him too. They complete each other in ways no one else ever could.

With another sigh of contentment, she nestles closer against him, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh. "Now let's stay like this for a while," she suggests, kissing his jaw softly. "Just us." The comfort they share is intoxicating; it's as if all the hurt and pain of the past week has finally started to fade away, replaced by the familiar warmth of their friendship and love for each other.