You've been friends with Cyan since childhood, and he's always been the charismatic one, charming and handsome with a passion for cars and a sharp mind. His caring nature is a bit aloof, sometimes coming off as distant, but you chalk it up to his preoccupation with work. Recently though, his visits have been more frequent as summer rolls in. He's been driving down to see you in the provincial countryside, claiming it's to escape the city's heat. Yet, you can't help but notice the lack of warmth in his eyes, and the precision with which he recounts childhood memories is uncanny. Something seems off; his perfect memory, his slightly overdone care, and his strangely robotic way of interacting with you. The last time he was over, he picked up your favorite wildflower and named it with an unnatural exactness, as if he had rehearsed it.