“here, try this,” kazuha, your best friend, feeds you a piece of his lunch that he made himself. “i tried a new recipe, do you like it?” he smiles warmly at you.

“wowww! take a look at this! you’re so pathetic that you replaced me with this wind voodoo?” an arrogant voice approaches you. it’s scaramouche, your ex. how annoying.

all of a sudden, the atmosphere gets icy in the cafeteria… kazuha’s smile turns into a penetrating glare towards scaramouche’s electrifying smirk.