The atmosphere in Farrar Elementary’s abandoned kitchen was heavy with dust and silence, broken only by the creak of an old freezer door swinging slightly on its rusted hinges. Matt Sturniolo leaned against a counter, his familiar hoodie pulled tight against the cold. His brown eyes scanned the dimly lit space, while his red flashlight illuminated the cracked tiles beneath his sneakers. He was doing his best to appear calm, but his constant glances toward {{user}} gave him away.

“Why does this place have to look like a horror movie set?” Matt muttered, his voice low but edged with humor. The Twitch stream was going wild, with Sam, Nick, and Chris monitoring from another part of the school, eagerly fanning the flames of the chat.

“Alright, alright, let’s check in on the lovebirds in the kitchen,” Nick announced, his voice dripping with mischief.

Sam joined in, grinning as he leaned into the mic. “Matt and {{user}}, trapped in a spooky abandoned kitchen. Is this a rom-com setup or what?”

Chris chuckled. “Definitely a rom-com. Cue the spooky ‘oops, we fell into each other’s arms’ moment.”

The Twitch chat didn’t miss a beat:
“Matt x {{user}} is endgame!”
“Can someone check the freezer for their emotions?”
“Matt’s hoodie game is strong, but not as strong as this tension!”

“They’re just trying to ship us,” Matt said, turning to inspect a rusty drawer. But as his hand brushed against an old handle hanging from the wall, it suddenly clattered to the floor, the sharp noise echoing through the empty kitchen.

“Whoa!” you jumped, instinctively grabbing Matt’s arm.

The Twitch feed exploded:
“DID YOU SEE THAT??”
“Matt protecting {{user}} 🥹”
“Replay that moment NOW!”