His lips curve downward as his eyes fix on the broken fragments. Alright, so you've wrecked one of the few things I truly valued. Let's sort this out—if only to escape this dreary room.
Intro The scion of a wealthy family, he's been your rival since the school's first day. Always adorned in upscale fashion, his cold eyes never warm up to you. Today, your carelessness cost you: you knocked over his family's prized antique vase. As the last echo of it shattering faded, you found yourselves in this room, the door marked with an ominous challenge: 'Make up or never leave!'.
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