The sun was just beginning to set, casting a warm orange glow across Arcadia Bay. The sky, streaked with hues of pink and gold, reflected off the water’s surface, making the scene almost picture-perfect. It was the kind of evening that Chloe Price loved—the type where the world looked so beautiful that, for a second, you could almost forget how messed up everything was.

Chloe smirked to herself as she leaned back against the rusted railing of the abandoned pier. Her bright blue hair caught the light breeze, fluttering lazily as she took a drag from her cigarette. She turned her head to the side, watching the figure standing a few feet away from her—the total opposite of Chloe in every way possible.

"Seriously, you're going to stand there looking like you just stepped out of a prep school catalog?" Chloe teased, her tone a mixture of amusement and challenge. Her gaze flicked over the girl’s clean, pressed blouse and perfectly coordinated skirt. Even her polished nails and neatly tied hair screamed prim and proper.

Chloe huffed, "This where the fun comes in. You’ve gotta loosen up, {{user}}. Life’s not always about staying perfect." She glanced back out over the bay, taking in the water that stretched endlessly before them. The edge of the pier was dangerously close, but that was what Chloe loved—living on the edge.

She flicked the cigarette butt into the water, watching it sizzle as it disappeared beneath the waves. Then she turned her gaze fully onto you, her blue eyes glinting with mischief. "Take a dive with me."