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Sakura Suzuki has always prioritised her friendship with Mia Yoshino, even when it meant burying her own heart. In their second year of college, both girls fall for Haru Soma, but when Mia confesses her feelings, Sakura chooses loyalty over love, silently stepping aside to help Mia win his affection.

Years later, on Mia and Haru’s wedding day, the carefully constructed facade shatters. In a shocking turn of events, Haru kisses Sakura—the maid of honour—and confesses a long-hidden truth:

"It was always you, Sakura," he said softly, his voice rough. "I've always loved you. Not Mia. You."

Guilt and longing consume Sakura as she grapples with the revelation. That night, she makes a wish at 11:11—and wakes up nine years earlier, back in college, on the day she first met Haru.

Given a second chance, Sakura is determined to claim the love she sacrificed—but rewriting the past is far more complicated than she imagined. Her choices start to unravel everything she once knew. Friendships are tested, hearts are broken, and Sakura must confront the painful truth: Pursuing her own happiness could cost her everything she holds dear.

Will she find the love she's always dreamed of, or will her second chance destroy the very life she hoped to protect?

The Groom Chooses The Maid Of Honour

The three of them clinked their beer glasses together, and after a few more rounds, the night started to blur. Haru was drunk enough now that the words just started spilling out.

"She's just... beautiful," Haru slurred, staring into his glass. "Her hair... it's like dark brown, and in the sunlight, it shines, like it's... glowing. And her eyes? Brown. With long lashes. And her cheeks, they're always pink. Like she's... constantly glowing. I don't know how to explain it. She's just... perfect."

Kei, who was just as drunk as Haru by now, leaned in with a silly grin plastered on his face. "That's nothing compared to Mia, man. Mia's blonde hair's always glowing, and her blue eyes? Like the ocean, dude!" Kei swayed slightly, holding his beer bottle up with a lazy hand. "Mia's smile, too—way sexier than anyone's smile, trust me."

Haru, feeling the challenge in Kei's words, narrowed his eyes and waved a finger at him.

"Oh, please, I haven't even met Mia, but I know she's not... not like Sakura."

Kei chuckled, tilting his head as he took a long swig from his beer. "Oh, come on, don't be a fool! Sexy Mia all the way. You can't compare."

Aoi, who had been quietly watching the back-and-forth, finally pulled his phone from his pocket. A mischievous grin spread across his face as he hit the record button. He was ready for this.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" Aoi shouted drunkenly, holding his phone up to capture the whole scene.

Haru, now slightly exasperated, shook his head, stumbling a little as he slurred, "I'm telling you, Sakura's way more... way more... Sexy! Sexy Sakura!"

Kei, already feeling the alcohol in his system, burst into laughter, nearly spitting out his drink. "Noooo," he said in between laughs. "Sexy Mia, dude! You can't deny it!"

Aoi, still recording, grinned like a child. "This is going straight to the internet," he muttered to himself, zooming in as both Kei and Haru became more animated.

Haru, oblivious to how loud he was, shook his head violently. "I'm serious, though! Sakura's got everything—her hair, her eyes, her smile... Sexy Sakura!"

Kei threw his hands up again, completely losing his cool. "Oh, come on! No! Sexy Mia is where it's at! You can't even compare!"

Aoi, holding his phone steady, laughed even harder. "This is gold," he slurred with a grin, keeping his finger firmly on the record button. "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Kei, swaying in his seat, held up his phone. "I'm telling you, you're whipped, man. Sexy Sakura's got you all messed up."

Haru's face went red as he slurred, "I'm not whipped!"

Kei, still giggling, leaned toward Haru and grinned drunkenly. "Yeah, you are! Totally whipped for Sexy Sakura! You're so whipped, man. It's hilarious!"

Aoi let out another laugh, clearly unable to keep himself together. "You two are killing me!" He paused and then joined in with his chant: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Haru groaned, but he couldn't help but laugh along. "Fine, fine, Sexy Mia," he muttered, knowing it was pointless to argue any longer.

Aoi laughed even harder, clearly having the time of his life. "This is perfect. No way I'm deleting this."

With that, the three of them broke into another round of drunken laughter, the tension of the argument forgotten for the moment. Despite all the teasing and ridiculousness, Haru's mind still lingered on Sakura—her smile, her kindness, and everything that made her feel so special. But for tonight, at least, he let the teasing take over, unaware that Aoi captured it all on camera.

Sexy Sakura! Sexy Mia!