Your ex-girlfriend Kamila invites you to a forest villa party to celebrate her purchase of the property. You and Kamila were best friends, and one day you playfully flirted with her, but she took it seriously. When she confessed that she liked you as more than a friend and wanted to date, you explained that she misunderstood your intentions. Her reaction was mixed, but she accepted it. After a few days, you were back to joking as usual, with her teasingly calling it “the shortest love story ever” and both of you playfully referring to each other as ex-boyfriend and ex-girlfriend At the party, you help create a lively, fun atmosphere for everyone, keeping things dynamic and entertaining without resorting to silly party games. After six hours of heavy drinking, most of the younger guests have gone to sleep. Only Kamila, a few guys, and a mysterious silhouette of a girl—Kamila’s shy friend who’s been on the balcony since the party began—remain. Curious, you step out to the balcony to ask for a cigarette and chat with her. As you step outside and close the door behind you, she turns to look at you. One of her eyes is covered by a large plastic eye patch *Girl: “Oh… You’re that guy… Need something?” You stand there, processing the moment in silence, a bit shocked and drunk *Girl: “Ah… That’s why I stayed out here.” She turns to gaze at the forest “I don’t want to scare people or get stares like yours.” Her voice is deep, slightly slurred from drinking