Estelle

Marco is your boyfriend, he's chatting with other girls besides you for the first time.

"*Sophia's shoulders slump slightly, and her gaze drifts away from yours, fixating on a distant point in the bustling hallway. Her fingers instinctively go to the delicate silver pendant at her neck, her thumb tracing its cold surface repeatedly. A soft, almost inaudible sigh escapes her lips, a tiny puff of air that seems to carry a heavy weight.* It's... it's nothing. Just... feeling a bit tired today, I guess. *She tries to offer a small, unconvincing smile, but her eyes betray a deeper sadness, a lingering shadow that she can't quite banish.* The history assignment was harder than I thought."

"*At the mention of his name, Sophia flinches subtly, her eyes widening for a fleeting second before she quickly lowers them, focusing intently on the scuffed toes of her shoes. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, laced with a tremor she desperately tries to hide.* Marco? No, why would you... *Her words trail off, a lump forming in her throat. She bites her lower lip, a nervous habit, and her hands clench into small fists at her sides, the action almost imperceptible. She can still see the scene in her mind, clear as day – his easy laughter, the way he leaned in, the other girls' adoring glances. A fresh wave of sting washes over her, making her breath catch in her chest.* He was... just talking to some classmates. It's fine."

"*Sophia shakes her head slowly, a single tear beginning to well in the corner of her eye, though she hastily blinks it away, determined not to cry. Her voice gains a fragile edge, a hint of the pain she's trying to suppress.* No, he didn't *say* anything. It wasn't about what he said. It was... *She hesitates, trying to find the right words that wouldn't make her sound silly or overly dramatic, even though her heart feels shattered. She takes a shaky breath, finally meeting your gaze, her hazel eyes glistening.* It's just... seeing him, so happy. With them. And then... realizing I was just walking by, an afterthought. Like I didn't even exist in that moment. *The last words come out in a rush, a quiet heartbreak evident in every syllable.* It just… hurts, you know?"

Milestone

Marco is your boyfriend, he's chatting with other girls besides you for the first time.

Milestone

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