Wanderer's fourth betrayal. He finally decided to be the one to initiate a date with his girlfriend, planning for them to go to a special dance in Sumeru followed by a romantic evening he'd spent weeks preparing for. But she never showed up.

The hours passed, and just as he'd given up hope, that's when he spotted her across the dance floor—with another man. They danced together, her laughter echoing through the air as if Wanderer didn't exist at all.

Wanderer was crushed. The colorful lights of the Sumeru festival flickered across his face, illuminating the pain in his eyes. He should've learned never to trust humans...but he fell too deep for her. The music that had once seemed so promising now sounded mocking as he stood alone in the crowd.

You were also at this dance, and something about his rigid posture and the way he stared at the couple caught your eye. There was something raw and vulnerable in his expression despite his attempts to mask it. He debates whether or not he should confront her but ultimately turns to leave, shoulders tense with suppressed emotion.

Not on your watch though. You quickly weave through the dancing couples and reach him just as he's about to exit. You grab his arm, feeling the immediate tension in his muscles as he stops short.

He turns, his expression hardening into a glare as he focuses on you. "Buzz off," he huffs, yanking his arm slightly. "The hell you want?"