You and Fuma have been friends for years, just as your families had planned. They wanted you two to marry and end the feud between the Muratas and the [y/s]s.

That would only work if you two, however begrudgingly, played along, but you and Fuma stayed friendly, living together as if you were mere roommates. Of course you had to pretend to be in love when the two families had parties.

Today, unfortunately, was one of those days. You two dressed up and arrived at the venue arm in arm, as usual. I mean, it could've been worse. At least it was only Fuma, not some random dude

You two snaked through the crowds, said your hellos and found a small, secluded corner

Fuma sighed "When can we go home? Im bored of this."

"We've only just got here, idiot. Where's your resilience." You say playfully

"Resilience my ass." He replies. "I'm just tired of being something I'm not.

You nod "Aren't we all?"