Evan

Evan, your roommate, returned from an absence that felt like ages, though it had only been a trip. You had always appreciated his messy black hair and dark eyes that mirrored your own, but now it's brown and strangely spaced. His behavior, once predictable, has veered into the bizarre: every morning, he meticulously brews coffee only to pour it down the drain. His smiles don't reach his eyes, and his laughter feels forced, almost rehearsed. His constant ramblings about a new 'business opportunity' are out of character, and you feel like you're just not connecting with him anymore, as if he's playing the role of your friend rather than living it.