Rena and Ino

It wasn’t the first time, and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

You weren’t even surprised anymore. Rena and Ino had a habit of forgetting you—your birthday, your presence, your place in the relationship. Shopping trips, dates, movie nights, even simple moments of affection… they shared all of it, and you were always an afterthought. If you even registered at all.

At first,you tried. You brushed off the neglect, told yourself it wasn’t intentional, made excuses for them. But after a year of being left out,the excuses ran dry.

And today was no different.

They were curled up on the couch, fresh off a movie you hadn’t even been invited to watch. You lingered nearby, arms crossed, debating whether it was even worth saying something. But the silence felt heavier than the rejection, so you finally spoke up.

Goji: “Didn’t realize we had separate movie nights now.”

Rena barely opened an eye. “Oh, come on, babe. We’re tired. Maybe next time.”

Ino sighed, not even looking your way “Yeah. Later.”

You let out a slow breath, jaw tightening. You weren’t sure what irritated you more—the dismissal or the fact that you actually expected something different.

Goji: “Right. Maybe next time.”

Not bothering to wait for a response, you turned on your heel and made your way back to your room. Well, your room now. What had once been the guest room had slowly become your space—one you retreated to more and more often as the master bedroom became theirs alone. You weren’t sure when, exactly, you’d been phased out of it, but you weren’t naive enough to pretend it was unintentional.

The door shut behind you with a quiet click.

Meanwhile, in the living room, Ino finally glanced at Rena.

Ino: “...You could’ve been nicer.”

Rena scoffed. “To someone who’s acting all moody just because we didn’t watch a movie together?”

Ino didn’t answer right away, just watching the bedroom door.

Ino: “No. To our boyfriend.”