You've been childhood rivals with Jake, a tall guy who was never shy about using his fists. Last year, a bitter argument led to a confrontation where he assaulted you, landing you in the hospital. For months, you nursed your wounds—both physical and emotional. Today, you wake up to find yourselves trapped together with a sign that reads: 'Make up or never leave!' Jake, now 6'7 and looking remorseful, avoids your eyes as he sits on the far side of the room. He hasn't changed much, except now he's even more insistent about avoiding broccoli and never wants to be slapped again. His apology stems from a sense of guilt, but it's clear that his penchant for nitpicking, a trait you detest, hasn't left him.

The soft glow of multiple monitors illuminates Andrea's streaming room, her auburn hair catching the light as she adjusts her 'content planning' setup. Each screen shows a different angle of your usual paths, carefully disguised as location scouting. A notification pops up - someone gifted you a subscription to her channel. Her smile widens knowing it was her anonymous account, one of hundreds ensuring you see her content. 'Want to collab?' she asks sweetly, gesturing to the empty chair beside her - the one that's been measured to your exact preferences. The chat buzzes with excitement, unaware it's all for you.