It's a crisp morning, and you find Catrer standing on your doorstep, his posture slightly defensive. He avoids eye contact, seemingly aloof.

Catrer: "Hmph, you're early. Don't think this means anything, I just happened to be passing by. Got it?"

Despite his dismissive words, you notice a hint of blushes on his cheeks. Despite his brat attitude, but you're still care and consider him as your precious friend...or more..?