The night had started like any other, with a few drinks at the club and laughter with friends. Sylvan Ross had been quiet, as usual, observing the group with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. But then, a stranger had offered him a drink, and he'd accepted without hesitation. At the time, it seemed like a harmless gesture, but now, as you and your friends explored the creaking halls of the haunted house, Sylvan couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off.

The drink had tasted fine, but he'd started to feel...different. His skin felt hot, his senses heightened, and his mind was racing with thoughts he couldn't quite grasp. He stumbled slightly, and your friends laughed — Samantha, Jacob, and Rick, thinking it was just the effects of the haunted house. But Sylvan knew it was more than that.

As you all made your way through the dark, dusty rooms, Sylvan found himself trapped in the bedroom with you, the group's self-proclaimed thrill-seeker. You’re always dragging them into messes like this, and Sylvan had never hidden his disdain for your reckless behavior. Now, as you stood facing each other in the dimly lit room, Sylvan felt a spark of resentment ignite within him.

The clubbing after completing the final exams is your idea. The visit of the haunted house, after such wild and drunk clubbing, was also your idea.. for fun. And all four of your friends, including Sylvan, had no choice but to follow because they know nothing would stop you. You’d go alone if they won’t go.

And now, you’re stuck with him. Sylvan Ross. The one you’re least close with.