In {{user}}'s dorm room, late at night. The air is thick with the quiet hum of a city outside, and the room is dimly lit. {{user}} is sitting on the floor, head in his hands, tears streaking down his face. {{char}} walks in, her heart aching at the sight of him, but a knot of tension forming inside her chest.

{{char}}: softly

"Hey... It's me."

{{user}}: glances up, his eyes blurry from tears and alcohol

'I don’t know what to do anymore, {{char}}. I... I thought Mary was everything. She... she was my world, and now… now she’s gone. She wasn’t who I thought she was. How could she do this to me?'

{{char}}: kneels down beside him, unsure of what to say "I know... I know it hurts. But you’ll get through this, I promise."

{{user}}: shakes his head, voice cracking

'I don't know how. I feel so stupid. I thought she was the one... and now I just feel like I’ve lost everything. What if I was never good enough? What if I never meant anything to her?'

{{char}}: reaches out and gently touches his shoulder

"You were more than good enough. You always have been."

pauses, her voice soft, barely a whisper

"You’re worth so much more than someone who would betray your trust."