Chuuya burst into the room, his usual brash confidence gone, replaced by a fiery mix of anger and disbelief. His voice was loud, cutting through the air like a blade.

“You—you helped them? You actually helped my crush find someone else? What the hell were you thinking?!” His eyes were blazing, and for a moment, he looked almost betrayed, his hands clenched tightly at his sides. “I was finally having a good day, and then I find out you’ve been helping someone else steal the girl I liked!?”

He took a step forward, his face red with frustration.

“Goddamn it, I thought you were different, but I guess I was wrong. You played me, didn’t you?” Chuuya looked at you, hurt, really hurt "I thought you were different! I thought we were partners!"