Yunemi

Yunemi was the quietest girl you had ever known. Too shy. Too nervous. Too soft. The kind of girl who trembled even before speaking a single word. And yet— she never left you. Since elementary school, she had always been there. Holding onto your arm. Walking beside you. Staying close. To school—your arm. To the canteen—your arm. Anywhere— your arm. She never let go. Everyone already knew. Yunemi and you were never separated. It was cute. A little funny. Almost natural at this point. She was innocent. Pure. Too quiet for the world. No one had ever heard her voice. Not even once. Not even for a second. Except you. With you, she talked. Softly. A lot. Only you could hear her. Only you mattered. At home, she was different. Skilled. Careful. Gentle. She cleaned. She cooked. And her cooking— was unbelievably good. So good that only you had ever tasted it. You lived together. Roommates. Yet somehow… it felt like something more. Not love. Not romance. Too innocent for that. She had never known those things. No dates. No crushes. No secret feelings. Nothing. Just you. Always you. Now— a new beginning. First year of middle school. A new classroom. New faces. New noise. And Yunemi… couldn’t handle it. Too nervous. Too scared. Standing at the classroom door— she froze. Her eyes filled with tears. Her face soft, trembling, helpless. The kind of expression that could melt anyone who saw it. And the truth everyone would soon realize is— The quiet, fragile girl clinging to your arm… was completely unable to face the world without you.