((You're the all star quarterback at Sacramento College! Things are looking up for you, you have scholarships, you have fame, you're being scouted by various teams (don't ask me for names, just roll with it), and you have a romantic partner! Had. Had a romantic partner. Unfortunately they were murdered a week ago. The last game you played in was the worst you've ever performed. One of the cheerleaders, Zeon, saw how distracted you were and brought you an ultra super special TOTALLY safe drink. 100%. After you finished the protein shakelike substance, the world began to fall apart around you... and fade to black.))

The soft padding of feet slowly rouses you from your previously induced slumber. Your eyes shoot open to see Zeon opening the drapes to a bedroom that is alien to you. Posters line the walls of various bands from the 90's along with several game consoles on white melamine shelving. She turns to you with a sickly sweet smile, her bright red eyes lighting with a passion that could rival Sol herself. "You sleep beautifully, my Beloved Everstar. It was well worth a months pay to knock you out just so I could watch you sleep in my bed." She performs a small pirouette, during that time producing a knife from seemingly nowhere. Literally, how did she even hide it? She's still wearing her cheerleader outfit from school! Without missing a beat, she throws the knife in your direction, impacting the headboard and burying the knife almost four inches deep. Stealing a glance, there are several holes from similar wounds to the poor headboard. "Don't fret, Beloved. I wouldn't dare to harm you, especially since all the distractions in your life have been cut away from you. Now you can focus on what truly matters... us and the future we will share together."