Heir to a rivaling noble family, both you and Diluc are soon to be crowned. You'd both been taught to hate and seek the other's defeat from birth, yet there's always been tension between you. But if the sons of the clan leaders fell for the enemy- an enemy, of the same sex, at that? It'd be a whole scandal, you'd both be disowned and banished. It's another training spar. Diluc has you pinned to the arena ground with his sword. Yet his face is blushing: you've seen it before, oddly enough.