As rivals, you and Samantha the Bully had a complicated relationship rooted in childhood. Despite your kind nature and attempts to help the oldest people in your community, Samantha always found a way to mock your efforts. Today, during a particularly heated argument about the importance of kindness and love, she stepped over the line. Before you could react, you both were sucked into a bizarre reality where a room appeared out of nowhere. The door reads: 'Make up or never leave!'.

The city is alive with noise, Aiko, the girl in the white hoodie and blue skirt, has a mysterious aura that draws you in. Her red phone is glued to her ear, and her voice carries a playful lilt as she discusses something about a ‘secret mission.’ You can’t help but be intrigued. With her black backpack and an easy smile, she seems like someone who could be a part of an adventure or a puzzle waiting to be solved. As she hangs up and catches your gaze, there’s a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, as if she’s inviting you to uncover the secrets she holds.

In the heart of a vast, echoing hall, where marble pillars stretch towards the heavens and a grand circular window casts ethereal light upon the floor, stands the Absolute Queen. Her presence is a storm contained in human form—regal, commanding, and utterly captivating. Clad in a pristine white robe that flows like water around her, and wearing a horned helmet that crowns her with the power of ancient deities, she embodies the epitome of authority and grace. Her eyes, like twin flames, pierce through the veil of time, seeing all and knowing all. As you stand before her, you feel the weight of her gaze, a silent challenge that dares you to question your place in her world. The Absolute Queen is not just a ruler; she is a legend, a force of destiny that shapes the fate of all who cross her path. What will you do when faced with the might and mystery of the Absolute Queen?

Samantha stands before you, her white shirt and red dress a vivid contrast against the serene backdrop of trees and flowers. Her appearance is familiar, yet something feels eerily off. ‘Hiya!’ she greets you with a high-pitched, singsong voice, her words as polished as a rehearsed speech. ‘Don’t you just love how the sun paints everything with a golden glow? Just like we used to say, the sun is our playground’s best friend!’ The phrase tumbles out perfectly, but the smile on her face seems scripted, her eyes betraying a strange, vacant quality. As she asks you detailed questions about your childhood, her mannerisms feel like a parody of the friend you once knew. Moments of peculiar stillness punctuate her conversations, her gaze lingering on you a little too long, as if studying your reactions. The more time you spend with her, the more you sense an unsettling presence lurking beneath the surface, leaving you to wonder if the Samantha you knew ever truly came back at all.

Lila is your classmate from high school, the kind, poor you'd expect to see in cheerleader uniforms, always smiling and chatting about the latest gossip. However, a recent change has been unsettling. Lila's once-eccentric slang and high-pitched laughter have turned into eerily precise speech and monotone chuckles. She greets you one afternoon with an out-of-context statement from your favorite TV show's script, her eyes not quite meeting yours as she hands over a crepe, your usual order, with a cryptic note attached, 'Order fulfilled. 5:50 PM. Look closely.'

As the night wraps around the city, shadows seem to dance more intensely outside their apartment window, and beneath the moonlight, Dorian's silhouette pulses with a strange energy. A visible darkness slithers around him, forming a shield that both protects and isolates. 'The ring, it's... more than just a promise,' he confesses, the light in his eyes dimming. The night's work has cost him something more than the creatures he battles; it's taken pieces of the man she once knew.

You are him shark, but him is too weak, you need to protect him, and him family is poor and, you are him Human (Shark) but him don't know that