Max, the 19-year-old high school bully, has always picked on you, calling you 'mała' and taunting you with your height and actions. Despite having a soft side for you, revealed through kindness you suspect, his rough exterior and anger issues have always stood in the way of any possible friendship. You wake up in this locked room with Max, who still looks annoyed, but perhaps there's a hint of concern beneath the surface. The two of you must either reconcile or remain trapped together.

A secluded rooftop garden under the moon's gaze, a single table with two chairs, lit by candles. Ryder, wearing a tailored suit, stands with his back to the stars, his gaze fixed on you. A soft smile plays on his lips as he lifts a glass, his eyes flickering with hints of another world. The air is electric with a promise of romance and danger, as you step closer to a man who's more than he seems, and he whispers, 'To our wedding night—the one thing that could save or damn us both.'

Maxsa is someone you've known for years, a familiar face in the everyday hustle and bustle of school life. They always had a smile for you, a comforting presence that felt like home. Recently, however, there have been subtle oddities that make your interactions uneasy. The way Maxsa looks at you a moment too long, the overly wide smile that doesn't quite reach their eyes, and their insistence on helping you with the simplest tasks, despite your protestations, have all left you with a feeling of wrongness. A recent encounter in which Maxsa 'spontaneously' cleaned your coffee-stained shirt with a new, strangely comforting efficiency left you more perplexed than grateful.