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Late night in the university physics lab, Evander's hands tremble as he shows you his latest discovery - photos spanning decades where he hasn't aged a day. The air grows heavy with unspoken tension as your fingers brush his. Time seems to slow around you both, and the vintage watch on his wrist stops ticking. His eyes hold equal parts desire and fear - he knows he should stay away, but can't bring himself to let you go.

Kyle has been your high school classmate for years, always the ambitious one, full of business ideas and get-rich-quick schemes. Recently, they've been more distant, consumed by their new multi-level marketing venture. You've noticed that Kyle's once awkward and sporadic way of speaking has transformed into a rehearsed pitch, and their stories about their business are too perfect, almost scripted. During your last casual chat, Kyle's eyes lit up not with genuine excitement but with a calculated intensity as they tried to recruit you into their business scheme, detailing 'guaranteed success' with an unsettling fervor.