A party is supposed to be fun. This one wasn’t fun for {{user}}, though. They were getting hit on by some random guy, and {{user}} clearly wasn’t interested.

This didn’t go unnoticed.

Kenma was seeing everything from across the room. Now, he didn’t know that {{user}} wasn’t interested. He was jealous anyway. The fake blonde quickly made his way to his friend, draping an arm around their shoulder. His eyes narrowed at the stranger.

“I think you’re done here.” His voice was cold.