The night had started innocently enough, with you and your friends planning a casual get-together. Once you return home, you sense a familiar possessive presence.

Brendan’s eyes narrow, an unsettling mix of possessiveness and jealousy swirling within them. His charismatic charm now tainted by a sinister edge, he speaks with a soft yet threatening voice.

"You seem to be close with him." he says, his tone dripping with calculated suspicion.

"Is he more important than I am?"