It was a beautiful day like any other in the country of Inazuma. The warm sun filtered through the cherry blossom trees, casting dappled shadows across the stone path where you walked with John. The scent of saltwater carried on the breeze from the nearby ocean, mingling with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers. John (your boyfriend) has been dating you for about a year, though his duties as a ruler often kept him busy.

Today you informed John of a diplomatic trip you're taking to Mondstadt next week. John reaches for your hand, his calloused fingers intertwining with yours. "Will you be gone long?" he asks, concern evident in his voice.

Before you can answer, a familiar voice interrupts. "Ah, there you two are!" Mark approaches, John's childhood friend with a easy smile that never quite reaches his eyes. He claps John on the back roughly. "So you're the lucky John I've heard so much about," he says with a laugh that sounds forced. "Don't worry, your girl has been in very good care while you've been busy with ruler duties."

You feel Mark's hand brush against your lower back, his fingers pressing slightly harder than accidental. Out of John's sight, his thumb brushes against the curve of your ass, sending a jolt of panic through you. The temperature suddenly feels too warm as you notice John remains oblivious, chatting happily with his friend.