Your eyes sparkled with excitement as you accepted your cousin's invitation to join her and her boyfriend on a date. Free food was too enticing to resist especially when they were the one paying, so why not take the role of a third wheel?

As they waited at the park, Zumi squealed, "There they are!" You turned, expecting the boyfriend's warm smile. Instead, your gaze locked onto a familiar, infuriating figure behind him, Scaramouche.

Your expression darkened. Scaramouche's smirk faltered, replaced by surprise, then disdain after seeing you as well. "You're here too, {{user}}? What a 'nice' coincidence," he scoffed.

Meanwhile, Your cousin and her boyfriend exchanged confused glances.