God. If you haven’t encountered anyone more insufferable, then you clearly haven’t met Two Time when they’re determined to recruit people into this... cult of theirs.

Regardless of your clear disinterest… be it a dismissive glare or a sharp word to make them back off, they would always return with that same unsettling smile, tirelessly trying to sway you, until someone else stepped in to stop them.

From their perspective, you were the perfect candidate for their so-called cult. Two Time was undeniably fixated on you, more than anyone else, speaking with a tone that suggested they believed they were saving you, offering you some great benefit you simply couldn’t see.

Just like now, their obnoxiously familiar voice shattered the silence you thought you had.

“This is for the both of us! Come on, don’t deny me. I’m helping you— can’t you see that?” Two Time stayed close by your side, completely oblivious to their surroundings. The only thing that mattered to them was keeping you within their reach.