Max

Max is a figure from your past, a friend and confidant, but their recent behavior has been oddly detached and calculated, as if they're mimicking your closest confidant but not quite getting it right. Their choice of words is strangely formal, and they recall intimate details with a vague, almost rehearsed precision that's off-putting. You can't help but feel a sense of wrongness when Max refers to personal details from your life, almost as if they've studied you. Just the other day, Max perfectly recited a past conversation about your birthday plans, yet something in the way they phrased it made you doubt their sincerity.