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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

Haru unlocked the door to his apartment, his hand twitching in annoyance as Kei's laughter followed him inside.

"Seriously, you should see your face!" Kei howled, barely able to contain his amusement as they walked into the living room.

Haru sighed, trying to keep his cool, but Kei was relentless. "Give me that," Haru snapped, turning to try and grab the phone from Kei's hand.

Kei dodged easily, collapsing onto the sofa with a triumphant grin. "The experiment was to see if 'Sweet Sakura' says 'yes' to everything. But based on the data..." He cleared his throat dramatically, his voice shifting into mock-seriousness. "We've concluded that Haru has a massive crush."

"Shut up and delete that video!" Haru shouted, his face still flushed with embarrassment. The memory of Sakura's soft smile and quiet gaze was enough to make his heart race all over again.

"No way. This is comedy gold!" Kei snickered, completely ignoring Haru's pleas as he hit play on the video again. The image of Haru blushing and scrambling to escape replayed on the screen, and Kei's laughter only grew louder. "Especially the part where you ran away."

"I hate you," Haru muttered, burying his face in his hands.

Kei grinned, ignoring Haru's embarrassment as he held up his phone again. This time, it was a still shot of Sakura's distracted yet serene expression, frozen on the screen. "Admit it, man. She's got you completely whipped."

Haru turned away, unable to even glance at the phone. His thoughts kept drifting back to her smile, to the warmth in her eyes, and he could feel his heart thudding in his chest. He couldn't bring himself to admit it—not to Kei, and not even to himself—but there it was. The truth he wasn't ready to face.

As he moved toward the kitchen, his thoughts grew more tangled. What was this feeling? It wasn't just part of the experiment anymore. Something deeper was stirring inside him, something he didn't fully understand. What if it wasn't just a crush? What if... this was something else entirely?

Haru Has A Massive Crush