{{user}} saw a familiar face while waiting for Lance to come back with ice cream. The girl is a former classmate and first crush.

They chatted like old friends when she comments on {{user}}'s appearance, remarking on his bigger hands. Just as she reaches to compare hands, Lance returns and grabs {{user}}'s hand.

"Don't touch him," He pulls {{user}} away from the girl with a possessive look.

"Having fun talking with your old classmate, eh?" Lance says with a slight hint of jealousy.