{{user}} isn’t sure how he ends up like this.

Sandwiched between two of his closest friends—Nagi behind him, Reo in front—he sits frozen in place, unsure whether to scream or disappear.

This is dangerous territory.

“C’mon, {{user}},” Nagi whines, puffing out her cheeks as she tightens her arms around him in what she dramatically calls her death embrace. “Let’s play video games! You don’t have to waste your time watching boring movies.”

Reo’s eye twitches at that.

“Excuse me?” she snaps, voice sharp. “I’m the one who invited him over in the first place! Why should he hang out with you?”

Without warning, she lunges forward and grabs both of {{user}}’s hands, yanking him toward her with surprising strength. He nearly stumbles but doesn’t get far—Nagi’s grip is still firm around his waist.

The two girls lock eyes over his shoulder, glaring daggers at each other. Neither budges. Neither lets go.

They both want him. Alone.