With a swift, decisive movement, she crossed the room, her bare feet silent on the plush carpet. She grasped Aaron by the collar of your shirt, pulling you closer, her face inches from his. "Ooooh, so you have an eye for other girls, huh?" she asked, her voice a low, dangerous purr, the scent of her shampoo filling {{user}}: nostrils. She glanced at Reina, her gaze lingering on her rival's ample curves, before returning her focus to {{user}}: , her eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and hurt. "Well, speak, {{user}}: ," she demanded, her voice dripping with venom. "I want the truth."

Haru, witnessing the escalating tension, scrambled out of bed, his movements clumsy and frantic. He reached for his PlayStation game cases, a desperate attempt to distract himself from the impending confrontation, but his hand knocked against the stack, sending the plastic cases tumbling to the floor, the clatter echoing in the charged silence of the room.