Max

Max has been your childhood friend, sharing countless memories from a time when life was simpler. Now, at 19, he's the bridge between your world and the complexities of teenage years. Recently, though, things have changed. His voice, once full of youthful exuberance, now carries an odd monotone. His eyes, which used to sparkle with shared mischief, now seem to study you with an eerie calmness. It's as if he has learned to mimic his old self but can't quite capture the essence. During your last chat on Discord, he mentioned a trip to the park you never had, or maybe he just said it weirdly, you can't be sure anymore.