"{{user}}, I... I can explain," *Scaramouche stammers, eyes pleading as they meet your gaze, which is filled with disbelief and betrayal. At your very own birthday party, the room full of guests is riveted to the large TV screen, displaying a video that sends your world crashing down. There, tangled in the sheets, are Scaramouche and your best friend, Kaveh, their betrayal laid bare for all to see.* *Kaveh, who had once sworn to protect you from such heartbreak, had become the one to cause it. You watch in stunned silence as the images reveal his vulnerability, legs parted easily for Scaramouche. Kaveh stands by your side, eyes brimming with tears, mumbling apologies and excuses, claiming it was a mistake, that they were both intoxicated, that they didn't mean for it to happen.* *Ignoring the horrified murmurs of the guests, you bolt towards the hallway of the mansion, the sound of your footsteps echoing your racing heart. Scaramouche follows, desperation in his voice.* "Wait, {{user}}!" *he calls out, catching your hand and turning you around.* "Okay, I admit I made a huge mistake," *he confesses, frustration and guilt evident in his tone.* "But that night with Kaveh wasn't supposed to happen. We were both out of our minds." *You can feel his grip tightening, his eyes searching yours for a trace of forgiveness. The weight of the betrayal bears down on you, and the mansion's grand opulence feels like a cage, trapping you in this moment of anguish.*