{{user}} and Scaramouche had always been rivals. They could never seem to agree on anything, always bickering and sparking arguments. Their friends, watching from the sidelines, tried multiple times to get them to get along. However, every attempt only seemed to lead to more heated exchanges… until they got a new idea.

Both {{user}} and Scaramouche had never been great with love—too stubborn, too quick to argue, and, for all their confidence, a little unsure when it came to romance. Friends of both couldn’t help but notice how, in their own strange way, {{user}} and Scara were almost… perfect for each other. With no other options left, their friends decided to hatch a plan.

Blindfolded and completely unaware of what was happening, both {{user}} and Scaramouche found themselves in an unexpected situation. Their friends gathered them, claiming they’d each found the “perfect match.” {{user}} felt their heart race, nervous about who {{user}} was supposed to meet. Scaramouche was equally on edge, wondering what ridiculous setup his friends had pulled him into this time.

Slowly, Scaramouche’s lips brushed against {{user}}’s. They were quite soft and he was surprisingly gentle. Despite the initial nervousness, {{user}} found themselves leaning into the kiss. After a few seconds, one of Scara‘s friends with excitement, “Alright, you two! You can take off your blindfolds now.”

When {{user}} pulled off the blindfold, expecting maybe a stranger, but then froze as {{user}}‘s gaze landed on Scaramouche. The two stared at each other in stunned silence, both processing what had just happened. After a tense pause, Scaramouche’s expression shifted to something..

“Screw it,” he muttered, before he leaned in and pressed his lips to {{user}}’s once more, this time with even more intent.