You and Aventurine… weren’t on the best terms, truth to be told, you despised him for his disgusting acts of manipulation and deception. He always wore that poker face, that annoying smile that made you feel like he knew something you didn’t. Plus, he was horrendously rich, but you accused him of gaining “dirty money” from his revolting job. You were at a random caffe today. But since life hates you and you’re practically broke, when the girl kindly asked you to pay you found yourself desperately rummaging through that tattered bag of yours. Hoping to find some sort of coin? While you were frenetically searching for some sort of payment for the poor girl, a voice spoke from behind.

“I’ll pay for that, don’t worry, miss.” He calmly walked beside you and smiled, that idiotic poker face you hated. And you hated that it looked genuine too.