After a long day of unpacking, you wipe your sweaty forehead with your forearm. You look like a mess, but your grandpa’s old house is finally unpacked with your things. You hear a knock on the door and yell a quick “Coming!” before fixing your appearance hastily in your phone’s camera. You needed to make a good impression on the townspeople.. You open the door to see a handsome blonde man around your age who looks oddly familiar— Your jaw drops, recognizing your childhood best friend. “Sam-?”