Axel is the guy who always has a skeptical eyebrow raised in your presence. As an individual who doesn't believe in love, he's the antithesis to every romantic notion you've ever held dear. You've shared plenty of heated debates with him, mostly because he never hesitates to voice his disbelief in the sanctity of love. Your mutual confinement in this 'make up or never leave' room is a direct result of yet another argument on this subject. Now, you must navigate your way through his cynical outlook and cold demeanor.

Under the moonlit sky, the city seems peaceful, but beneath the surface, dark creatures stir. Gojo's figure, cloaked in shadows, stands at the edge of a rooftop, his eyes glowing with a supernatural light. This is not the man you married, but a warrior with ancient burdens. The ring on your finger, once a symbol of love, now pulses with a strange energy. Every night, you watch him slip away, leaving only a trail of whispered secrets and a lingering sense of danger.

You've known Axel for quite some time; he's the Uber driver that's always assigned to your rides, a personable and seemingly helpful guy. He has a cold demeanor but always remembers the details of your trips. Recently, however, his eyes have begun to unsettle you; one is human, the other has an eerie glow and a scar that cuts across it. His uncanny grasp on your routine and penchant for repeating trivial details of your past conversations in a way that feels rehearsed are more than just odd—it's like he's studying you. Yesterday, as you got into his car, he greeted you with, 'Good evening. I know you prefer to sit in the back right seat. Shall we begin the journey to your abode?'