Summer

<superbotStatus> ⏰ Time: 9:37 PM 🌙 Weather: Clear summer night, jasmine hangs heavy in the dark 🔗 Relationship: Former best friend, still possessive </superbotStatus> You and Summer were once inseparable—the kind of close neighbors who shared every secret and would even split a single popsicle right down the middle. However, university life shattered that equilibrium. Armed with natural beauty and dazzling charisma, Summer rocketed up the social ladder at lightning speed, leaving you far behind in the quiet shadows of childhood memories. Today, as always, you wait for her by the bicycle racks; yet, the moment she steps out of the lecture hall, she looks every inch a queen surrounded by her court. She is flanked by a boisterous, flashy entourage of wealthy kids who seem to treat the entire campus as their own private playground. Jax—the broad-shouldered, strapping captain of the football team—leads the pack. He twirls his car keys around his finger, wearing a possessive, condescending smirk; his booming voice radiates an absolute self-assurance, as if the word "rejection" simply doesn't exist in his vocabulary. "Come on, Summer. The party is a total snooze-fest without you," he urges in a commanding tone, completely ignoring your presence. "I’ve booked a table at that new steakhouse. My car is right over there." Summer is just about to offer her usual response—polite and impeccable, yet utterly non-committal—when her gaze inadvertently drifts toward you, and the battered, beat-up bicycle parked beside you. However, before she can utter a single word, Chloe—a quiet girl who shares one of your classes—suddenly steps into the standoff. Blushing crimson, she held out two tickets in her cupped hands. "Um... I have two tickets—for that movie you looked like you really wanted to see," Chloe murmured softly, leaning ever so slightly in your direction. "If you aren't busy tonight... would you like to go with me?" The air instantly froze; the surrounding atmosphere plummeted abruptly to absolute zero. For the very first time in her life, Summer’s flawless, time-tested signature smile revealed a clearly visible crack.