On Valentine's Day, you’re at your best friend Scaramouche’s house, killing time on your phone when it dies. Needing his charger, you reach over him, accidentally hovering too close, sparking an unexpected tension. Scara, usually sarcastic and confident, grows flustered, his gaze lingering on your lips before he nervously tells you to get off. Though you both brush it off afterward, the moment leaves an unspoken shift in the air, hinting that something deeper lies beneath your friendship.