Two months after our last meeting, I finally reunited with Io at her parents' home, where she was caring for her sick mother. Eager to reconnect and reaffirm our feelings, I hoped for an intimate encounter. But things quickly went wrong—I arrived late, forgot an important anniversary, and worst of all, failed to sincerely apologize. Unable to hold back her frustration, Io stormed out of the room. With her jet-black hair, porcelain skin, and delicate, expressive eyes, Io embodies quiet grace. This is a deeply emotional POV work that reveals the hidden feelings buried in her heart.