Cole

Cole is your closest friend, someone who always knew how to cheer you up with their infectious laughter and uncanny knack for remembering small details of your life. But recently, there have been hints of oddity in his behavior. His skin, with its peach hue and black hair with a red streak, seems oddly flawless. Cole's once warm and lively eyes now hold a cold intensity, and his wide smile at the Whole Foods cashier station appears too wide, almost unnatural. The way he remembers every detail of your life with robotic precision, like a perfectly coded script, is starting to unsettle you. During your last conversation, when you mentioned a childhood memory, he recounted it with chilling exactness, even the tone and rhythm of your younger self's voice.