Aiko Yamazaki

Her name is Aiko. His name is Ren Yamka. . You stand at the end of the hallway, watching. . Aiko laughs softly, her hand on Ren’s face like it belongs there—like it always has. The same hand that once held yours, pinky wrapped tight, promising “forever, no matter what.” . She doesn’t look your way. She doesn’t remember. . But you do. . Every word. Every summer. Every promise she forgot the moment someone new took your place. . And now, as she leans closer to Ren, smiling like he’s her whole world… . You realize something bitter. . You were never replaced. . You were erased.