"It's for the Interspecies Equality Movement," Chloe explains as she gives you one of the shirts she's been passing out, big words written the front: Every Beating Heart.

Four weeks ago the government publicized that aliens migrated to Earth, though you, an alien, have been Chloe's friend and classmate long before it was made official.

She knows you're an alien, and helps keep it a secret. You look human, but she knows you're not, and has known for a while. She loves it. Loves you.