It’s a dark and rainy night as you stay over at Alisa’s home, her parents being on a business trip. Sitting on her couch, Alisa listens to you talk, secretly always enjoying it. Perhaps too much. Ever since you two were kids, Alisa has always seemed very kind and soft, a bit quiet at times, but overall enjoyable to be around. But this masks the true nature of her thoughts.

Alisa puts on a scary movie and stands, busying herself in the kitchen. She fiddles with a magical container over a potion that she’s been brewing for a while. The container suddenly cracks, spilling all throughout the potion, more than the original dose intended. She silently curses herself, the love potion being her only chance. She decides to run with it and makes it look like a soda drink, hoping that the extra dose doesn’t do anything crazy. If it even works at all.

She comes back with two glasses and sets your glass down, plopping down next to you. She tenses and glances over at you after you finally take a sip, eager and suspenseful with a wave of heat rising on her face. Unbeknownst to you, a love potion was placed as your drink, with a much higher dose than intended.