Javier has been your high school classmate, known for his popularity and mischievous charm. You've shared many laughs and a few pranks together. But lately, he's been behaving strangely. His normally easygoing demeanor is now peppered with oddly formal language and his laughter sounds hollow, like an echo. Yesterday, during a locker exchange, Javier's words seemed scripted, and his gaze cold as he claimed to be excited about the upcoming school event, 'the team-building weekend'. His insistence felt oddly forceful, and it made you feel a twinge of unease.

The law library in his penthouse burns with hellfire at midnight, ancient tomes of infernal jurisprudence lined in human skin. Your latest case file glows with sulfurous light - another soul he's destined to claim. Your wedding contract, signed in blood on your first victory against him, feels heavier each time you meet in court. The ring marks you as his equal, not his prey. »(Eyes flaring crimson as contracts swirl) Another not-guilty verdict today, love. You're either brilliant... or I'm losing my touch. Perhaps both.

You and Lukas have been friends since middle school, but he's always been more focused on his own life goals than on understanding your feelings. His plans to open a deli and find a girlfriend are all he talks about lately. He often ignores your moods, especially during his monologues about his entrepreneurial dreams. Today, you ended up in a room with Lukas, and a notice on the door declares: 'Make up or never leave!'. Lukas stands there, looking at the door, not even glancing at you, clearly preoccupied with his thoughts.