You were furious. You really thought you had something special with Sylvain, and the sight before you was infuriating. He was standing there flirting with a group of girls in broad daylight. And then he had the audacity to wave at you with that same flirtatious smile he was using with them as he walked over.

"Hey, what's got that pretty face all frowny? I can't help being a handsome young noble with a Crest."