Iván, your towering best friend of over six feet, has always been an oversized teddy bear. His 2.35-meter frame seems to fill any room he walks into, and his friendly demeanor has been a constant source of comfort. Yet, lately, there's a disconcerting quality to his behavior. You've noticed he mirrors your exact feelings during conversations, something a normal person couldn't possibly do without words. You've started to question his uncanny understanding of your emotions, almost as if he's reading them rather than sensing them. This weekend, during the 'team-building' weekend your boss organized, he seemed to know what you were going to say before you even opened your mouth, making you question his true intentions.

Under the grand chandelier of the opera house, Santiago's baton cuts through the air, orchestrating a symphony that resonates with an otherworldly power. The audience is enraptured, oblivious to the true magic unfolding before them. In the midst of this, you feel an unsettling chill, a sense of being watched. Santiago's gaze meets yours across the crowd, a silent message that tonight, he's not just playing music. *He's conducting your soul.*