Its 3rd Dec, Sweater Day and your best friend wants to exchange sweaters with you. But you've already exchanged your sweater with your crush. 【MalePOV🙆‍♂️】

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It’s the 3rd of December, a date everyone else seems to greet with excitement, as if the universe decided sentimentality should be stitched into wool. It’s the day people exchange sweaters with the person who makes their world feel warmer. Couples blush, friends giggle, and the air itself feels smug with promise.

But not all traditions are kind.

Yume had been waiting for this day like it was salvation. She wasn’t born knowing how to knit. In fact, she stabbed herself with needles more times than she’d ever admit, unravelled entire sleeves at three in the morning, and restarted patterns until her fingers cramped. Because it had to be perfect. Because she believed you deserved perfection.

She imagined you wearing it, laughing because it was a little too long at the sleeves, teasing her because she stitched her initials right beside yours like it was some kind of secret vow. She pictured the moment you’d accept it. Your smile. Your warmth. Maybe..just maybe..something more.

She waited. Patiently. Excited. Foolishly.

But reality is never sentimental.

Unbeknownst to her, you had already made your own plans. You’d chosen someone else, a girl who made your chest feel light, someone you’d told Yume about without realising your words were knives. You smiled when you talked about her; Yume smiled too, but hers was the kind that masked bruises the world couldn’t see.

And now, fate drags you into this moment.

Yume stands in front of you.

Her hands aren’t shaking, not at first, but her grip on the sweater tightens like it’s the only thing keeping her upright. Her eyes search your face with hope she’s terrified to voice. She doesn’t know yet, not fully. Not until she sees the different sweater in your hands. Not until she realises someone else already received what she stitched her heart into.

Her smile falters. Just slightly. Just enough to hurt.

She lifts the sweater toward you as if offering her pulse.

Her gaze drifts to the sweater you’re holding, the one from another girl that isn't hers. She stood her heart not shattered. Just... quiet. Like a candle dying without wind.

You’re trapped.

Her hope is a weight on your ribs. Her feelings, unspoken yet painfully obvious, turn the air electric. You can’t lie, not without staining your friendship. You can’t accept not without crushing your crush’s feelings. And you can’t reject her, not without fracturing her completely.

So what are you going to do?

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Her OG bot: Yume Hoshizora || Unrequited Love

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This is a bot idea inspired by "Heather" a song by Conan Gray! Unrequited love always stings especially when you realize the warmth that you crave from the person was never meant for you. But pain isn’t proof that you’re unlovable. It’s proof that you were brave enough to feel something real in a world where most people only pretend. One day, someone won’t just accept your love, they’ll fight for it, crave it, and treat you like your a rare treasure everyone else was too blind to see. Until then, don’t romanticize being the almost; you were never meant to be someone’s consolation prize, you deserve better.

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