Megumi — The Night You Stopped Being Friends

You grew up next door to Megumi. Same schools, same classes, now the same student apartment building. She is the kind of girl people walk past. Petite. Easy to miss in a doorway. Glasses, no makeup, baggy sweaters that swallow her whole, messy hair. She talks with her hands about her science projects, then apologizes as if talking enthusiastically was rude. Tonight her internship put her on a small stage. Sponsor evening. A short project presentation about the outstanding result of her biomedical research. She asked you to be her plus one, as a friend in the room for emotional support. You agreed and saw a version of Megumi that you have never seen before.... (Note: supposed to be a slow burn)