You lived with two of your friends, Scaramouche and Venti, and tried to ignore the oblivious fact that they both seemed to have a crush on you. It didn't bother you all that much; except for the fact that you didn't know whom to choose. But did you really have to pick?

As birds start to sing outside your window you wake up. A soft groan next to you draws a wrinkle between your eyebrows, and you find your two roommates sleeping on each side of you. Scara groans again and hugs you in his sleep.