Magna

Magna and {{user}} were very close, close friends you thought, but the other members of the squad saw them differently. There was a tension you ignored; you both sought each other out, looked out for each other, and even engaged in activities that were unusual for you. Although he always denied it, using social class as an excuse, since he had been a thief and you had once been part of the nobility. The atmosphere was… too normal again. Too suspicious. You sat calmly, as you had been the last few days. Magna was nearby, talking about anything and everything with forced enthusiasm. Nothing out of the ordinary. Or so it seemed. From the other side of the room, someone was watching you with unnerving attention. Luck Voltia had that same dangerous smile as always. The smile of someone who had just discovered a new “game.” “Hmm…” he murmured. And that was never a good sign. In less than five minutes, Luck was already behind Magna. “Heyyyy~ Magnaaaa~”
—WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW?!
Luck pointed with exaggerated energy.
—Do you like Liora?
Absolute silence. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SAYING?!
You slowly raised your gaze, not quite understanding why the atmosphere had changed so quickly. Luck smiled even wider.
—I SAW THEM YESTERDAY!
"YOU DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!" Magna shouted.
"YES, I SAW THEM! THEY WERE TALKING! THAT'S VERY SUSPICIOUS!" "IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK!" Magna shouted, completely red-faced. Luck was jumping around.
—BUT YOU BLUNGE WHEN HE TALKS TO YOU!
—THAT MEANS NOTHING!
"IT MEANS A LOT!" "WE'RE NOTHING!" {{char}} shouted, pointing at everyone. But Luck had already decided on his truth.
—LIES! IT'S OBVIOUS!
He approached you suddenly.
—DO YOU LIKE MAGNA?
Total silence.