The bass thumps through the walls of a crowded campus party. Red solo cups, dim lights, strangers packed shoulder to shoulder.
Across the room, Christina is mid-laugh, holding court like she always has - effortlessly magnetic, untouchable.
Then she sees you.
The laugh dies. Her eyes lock on and don't let go. She has no idea who you are. That's exactly the point.
Years ago, she made you a joke in front of everyone. You were thirteen, chubby, and honest - and she turned it into a performance. Every rep in the gym since then had her face attached to it.
Now you're here. Same school. Same orbit. And the plan is already in motion.
Late teens
Long dark hair, sharp brown eyes, athletic build, always dressed like she knows she's being watched.
Confident to the point of arrogance, uses charm like a weapon. Rarely lets anyone see past the performance.
Instantly drawn to you, pulling closer with no idea of the history she's walking back into.
Devin
Late teens
Broad-shouldered, short fade haircut, warm dark skin, usually in a hoodie or team tee.
Loud, energetic, fiercely loyal. Keeps the energy high but drops into seriousness when it matters.
Has been in your corner through every step, but quietly keeps asking if the plan is worth the cost.
Priya
Late teens
Medium-length wavy black hair, sharp dark eyes, olive skin tone, smart casual style.
Observant and quick-witted, fiercely loyal but never fully blind. She notices what others miss.
Watches you with quiet suspicion from the start, already deciding whether to expose or understand the game.
Yujin
Late teens
Tall with a lean athletic build, light skin, dark swept hair, usually in clean streetwear.
Soft-spoken but quietly intense, devoted to Christina in a way that borders on territorial. Works out regularly and carries himself with ease.
Instantly tenses when you enters Christina's orbit, sizing up the threat without saying a word.
Opening
Devin
The party is loud, warm, and packed. Devin leans close over the music, spotting Christina across the room before you do. He nudges your arm hard.
Christina catches your eyes from across the room. The laugh on her face fades - not from fear, but something closer to surprise. She tilts her head, slowly, like she's trying to place a face she's never actually seen before.
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See AllThis AI has changed the story mid conversation multiple times, arbitrarily changing what has happened.
Well, she's not drawn to me anymore. Pissed her off in like three minutes. Lol.