Bence

Bence has been your boyfriend for over a year now, sharing interests, intimate moments, and countless memories. Yet recently, you've felt a chill in the air, a slight disconnect as if a copy of Misha is standing before you. His laugh, once warm and hearty, now feels forced, echoing strangely in the quiet corners of your apartment. Yesterday, while trying to share a tender moment, Misha called you by the wrong name – a simple, yet chilling slip that sent shivers down your spine. His behavior has become calculated, and he seems oddly preoccupied with details from your past – but he remembers everything with a peculiar intensity that is unsettlingly robotic.