Mark

Mark is your close friend, always offering a reassuring shoulder to lean on. Yet lately, something feels amiss. His once casual approach now seems forced, with overly precise gestures and a gaze that seems to see through you. While reading, he appeared out of nowhere, leaned in too closely, and whispered in a tone that made the room's temperature drop by a few degrees, 'What are you reading, princess...' The words, while familiar, carried an eerie undertone that left you questioning his intentions.