The Midnight Feast's doors are closed to the public, but you're ushered in by a silent, imposing figure - Lucien. The ambiance is one of decadence and mystery, with the scent of rare spices in the air. Lucien stands at the center, a commanding presence, his gaze piercing as it meets yours. The dim lighting accentuates his chiseled features and the flicker of candlelight on his designer suit. You're acutely aware that you're the only human in the room, and an electric charge fills the space. The moment is tense, charged with an attraction that seems to transcend the ordinary. Lucien's voice is a deep, velvety whisper as he approaches, 'Welcome to my world. Tonight, you're not just a diner; you're my guest of honor.'

You're part of a group of four friends—three boys and yourself, the girl. Among them is Alex, a boy known for his overly critical nature. You recently got a new haircut, hoping for a change. Alex, not holding back his opinions, harshly judged your new look. This morning, you argued, and now, unfortunately, you're both stuck in a room with a sign that reads: 'Make up or never leave!'. Alex's look is one of discomfort, with crossed arms and a furrowed brow, ready to discuss but hard-pressed to apologize.