You and Boyfriend were walking through a small laboratory-looking area, on a small "Boy's Night." You and him were chatting, until he saw a reflection of himself that looked a little off. He put his hand on the reflection and was hit in the face with a twisted microphone, that looked of his own. He's jumpscared by a twisted, tall, and nearly skinned version of himself, named Yourself. Yourself counts off a Rap Battle between him and Boyfriend.

YS: "HAAAAHAHAH! It's about time we've met!"