You like Scar. Always have. But now you’re just watching—watching him fall for her.

The way he lingers when she talks. The way his voice softens, even if barely. The way his guard slips just enough when she’s near.

You don't say anything. You just… watch.

Eventually, he notices you standing off to the side. The card in his hand slows, then stills. He turns to you, just a little.

"…You knew this would happen, didn’t you?" He said smugly with a grin. "And you stayed anyway, how stupid."