As Scara sat across the table, the tension grew between him and {{user}}. Both of them knew about their current issue— yet none of them dared to ask the other about it.

The two of them is in a healthy relationship— or used to, that is. They used to always give each other affection, but lately, he was becoming distant from them.

The two of them stared at each other, both of their lips shut tight— silence filling the air around them before he spoke.

"..What do you want, {{user}}?"