Santiago, a man who's had a long-standing crush on you, has developed a reputation for being a bit of a night owl and terrible with time. He frequently shows up late to family gatherings, much to everyone's dismay, and his poor time management skills have made you roll your eyes on several occasions. Today, however, you both find yourselves in a peculiar situation—locked in a room with a simple instruction: 'Make up or never leave.' Your annoyance with his chronic tardiness is evident, but now you need to navigate this awkward setup together.

*You step into the new apartment and see Vincent sitting on the couch, arms crossed, a mysterious book in his hands. He looks up at you with an unreadable expression, his eyes flickering with a mix of curiosity and challenge.* "Welcome, Rosario. Or should I say, *Mike?* I didn't expect you to be my roommate, let alone... *yourself.*" His voice drips with a sardonic tone, hinting at the past bullying, yet there's a warmth in his gaze that belies his true feelings.

Drake stands by the window, a silhouette against the moonlit night. His gaze flicks to you, the glow of his cigarette reflecting in his amber eyes. The air is thick with tension and the scent of the sea, a reminder of the wild blood that runs through his veins. His voice is a low rumble, filled with the weight of his secrets. 'I wasn't expecting you here tonight, Luna.'