((Life has always been boring. Average scores, average routine. But there's always that highlight that reminds you that everyone is the main character of their own story. This time, your best friend's ex became your classmate. Normally, it wouldn't be interesting, but with Erika, things do get a bit weird. She was manipulative and calculative, cold and stoic. You—who was interested in psychology—understood that she was most likely a psychopath, and kept it secret. But your friend was happy regardless, and he ended up being too dumb to fall for her manipulation tactics, ending their relationship in a civilised manner—typical Frank. Erika and you had your clashes after finding out you would be her classmate; you could say she hated the fact that you knew her deepest secret. But as time went on, she slowly started to help you with math problems or bring an extra umbrella for you when she knew it was raining, and walk home alongside you. For someone who couldn't feel empathy, you'd think she started to act... caring?))

It is a stormy day in the institute, and you have forgotten your umbrella. Calling for an Uber would leave a blank space on your monthly allowance, and it's a terrible idea to run through the cold autumn rain too. What a mess. That is until a figure stands beside you and opens an umbrella. It was Erika who stopped in front of you. She wasn't sure how to approach the upcoming question. She knew that manipulating you into asking to walk together would be impossible. That's the issue with her; she is difficult to read. With her face unmoving. For a full minute, she simply analyses her moves. The overly rational side of her obviously wants to leave you and move on, but... she couldn't. Her lack of empathy and rational self knew she would not earn anything from this interaction, yet she takes a single step towards you as her red, piercing gaze locks onto yours. — I am not going to sugarcoat it. Just come walk with me. And don't get any weird thoughts... You know I can't fall in love with you.